Fallen down, deep below.
Rooms of Coffins
Musical voices, long gone.
Still strings, and fragile tones.
Switches hidden, deep in dark.
Artist crazed, like the creator
"Can I get an amen"
Hints of madness,
Whimpers and moans
Certain melody, played along
Hidden place, ritual tune.
Friend returned.
"It's time to believe."
Next Chapter.
