A secret she knows
to a small room she goes
no one will detect
not a soul will expect
she cries, "Let me out!"
it seems there's only one route
she hears him draw near
there's an increase in fear
he looks in the lock's gap
she sees him with his deathtrap
but he then dissapears
no acknowledgement toward her tears
he returns once or twice
knowing soon she'll pay the price
then a strange thing takes place
it was a man with no face
he blew up the back wall
and as the wooden pieces fall
he takes her small hand
with his help she shall stand
he now carries her away
God is glad she's okay
now homes where they head
they rise to heaven
they're dead
