Do Not Go Down There

No, no, I tell you, no Do not go down there, Turn back from the door Step away from the stair I cannot tell you, I can't The secrets and the lies, Because... it's too... dreadful When a pretty thing dies Yes, she was a pretty thing But, should you see her now, All gone and gray and sunken O, I could not tell you how ... Don't look, please do not Well, the door is open a bit, Peer inside, dare if you must Do so without my permit But, o, the sun, she must set And another day be done ... Then up jumps the silver moon Now ... isn't darkness fun!