Up upon a mountain,
Across from where I stand,
Live a tall dark castle,
Mounted on some sand,
I dare not step foot inside the gate and walls,
For i have heard the deathly screams beyond the horses stalls,
The people there are very old,
The way they live is just too scary to unfold,
I heard from a village not that far from here,
The ones alive stand in fear,
I hear the calls of agony and pain,
and wonder why step foot inside this lane,
For there is night and night is day,
Upon this hill i do not stay,
Yet, i wonder.... Why not step foot inside the gate? For i have nothing to loose.
