As soon as the sun goes down
Footsteps from beyond begin to sound
In the darkness, somewhere in the shadows
An intense coldness in the air follows
The heavy knocks on your front door has left you terrified
That’s them standing at the door from the other side
Waiting to be invited, though either way they will come in
To show you the evil that once took place within
You hear whispers and you know you’re alone
But are you, the only one at home?
Because you know the history of your living place
The murders that once occurred has somehow left its trace
Screams are sometimes heard from the attic upstairs
Sounds of heavy breathing that leaves goose bumps under your hairs
Those are them, the people who lived there before
Their way of letting you know they’ve come back one more
Whatever haunts you from beyond you can’t escape
The house takes on a whole different face
When the sun goes down and the chill creeps up in the air
Tonight will you survive this living nightmare?
From beyond, how far will they go tonight in entering your darkest fears?
Will they kill you so you could join them in the coming years?
Will you be added to their family pictures they once hung on their walls?
Another victim left trapped and couldn’t get out at all…
Will you survive the tonight?