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.