Standing In The House Of Suffering

Rituals Of The Oak

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In this house of madness
He sings his dirge
For his sister, Madeline
As she fades from his life

In this house of suffering
I hear his words
Heavy and horrible
And they sang to me thus:

Our time now has been lost
In a dim remembered tale

My only duty was but to sing
And now I laugh - but never smile

A smile on her lips so cold
She leaves this place
Sleep - not for me tonight
In this house of death

My time now has been lost
In a dim remembered song

There''s blood upon her white robes
A blood red moon
The House of Usher will fall now