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Where Cold Shivers Grow

The old ice house is where it happened
The old ice house where cold still grows
We ventured down the hidden old footpath
By the stream where now only the ducks go

A dare to see past the old iron fence
A dare to go over the ivy strewn wall
To creep through the overgrowth
In the sunken garden where wild flowers grow

'Tis there where we witnessed something strange
An eerie shadow cast over the stone
Behind us fast movement but nothing seen
Though we knew something was watching us go

We stopped and looked at each-other
We knew something now was wrong
Had we ventured too deep past the folly
Had we stepped where no one should go

Now movement happened around us
With sounds unholy and low
Shadows danced through the bracken that shouldn't be
Without some kind of form

As we looked up-ahead we could see
The old ice house entrance; like a hole in the wall
We wanted to go further but we couldn't you see
Because as we looked we saw a dark shadow grow

Then some noise of a squawk type of moaning
Then a figure out of the shadow was born
It looked at us and appeared to stand staring
We both thought it's time we should go

I have never moved so fast with such dexterity
Like a commando I manoeuvred over the wall
Like a jungle cat through the trees
Until I got back onto the old road

I turned to see where you were
I heard movement, some weird sounds, then there was nothing and none

I know this sounds so weird but please you must see
Please Mr policeman I can't tell you where he'd be or where he has gone
But please Mr policeman don't try to see what we did see
Please, please, please don't go over that wall.

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