Nightmare at the Gallery
Whispers here, whispers there.
Can't you hear them?
There are voices everywhere.
Did you notice?
Eyes follow every step you take,
this scary feeling you cannot shake.
Do you hear the moans? The pain? The screams?
A Lady in Red is waiting in your dreams.
Beautiful aren't they? So many works of art.
So pretty, so real, they could stab at your heart.
Here we sit, so neatly in our frames,
we're very happy to see you,
do you know our names?
The hanging man, Ladies, and the Rose,
where our master has gone, no one knows.
Here now I've found you, you really have no clue,
do you?
Oh, this knife?
Move quickly, you might escape with your life.
So grab whatever you can take,
because we know that from this nightmare
you'll never wake.