The Ghost of Emmy

From within the cellar, the screams of Emmy
Tortured, bound, and left to die
Noone hears her screams inside the celler
Except the beast who laughs inside

She dies
She dies
She dies

Even though she\'s dead
Her spirit lives on
And the spirit won\'t rest
Until the beast is gone

From within the cellar, the screams of Emmy
Laughing, Crying, Listening upstairs
Footsteps of the beast walking to the celler
Checking on Emmy who should be there

Even though she\'s dead
Her spirit lives on
And the spirit won\'t rest
Until the beast is gone

The celler door opens and the beast walks inside
Picks up the shovel to make the grave
But in the corner the beast is suprised
The ghost of Emmy looks right in his eyes

The celler door closes, the beast is inside
Drops the shovel and shuts his eyes
The beast in the corner drops to the ground
The pulse of the beast doesn\'t make a sound

He dies
He dies
He dies

Even though she\'s dead
Her spirit lives on
And the spirit won\'t rest
Until the beast is gone

The spirit of Emmy
Resting in piece
The spirit of Emmy
Laughs at the beast