Bleeding

Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding, bleeding

Not a sign, not one single sound
Coming out of the house, though eerie things are happening
There's constant darkened atmosphere in the air
There's still lacking fare
It's been a year in the dark of the house
When pendulum swings and candlelights are flickering
I've seen the shadows moving over the wall
The wind's moan at nightfall

And further up is the sideman
As the woods begin to breathe
Behold this monk, his frock is empty

There are rumors inside my house
Well there is nobody there, nobody upstairs
And I want it to get out of my house
I've seen it teasing but it didn't hunt me yet
Strange that I'm feeling cold
It should be hot but the windows froze
This house is haunted, so it's sold

Where are they from and what have they done?
These laden poor souls who for whatever reason
Endlessly linger in a dream state of mind
Not dead or alive

Ectoplasmic voices weep
The circles glow, the mediums speak
She recognized the voice of her husband

There are rumors inside of my house
Well there is nobody there, nobody upstairs
And I want it to get out of my house
I've seen it teasing but it didn't hunt me yet
Strange that I'm feeling cold
It should be hot but the windows froze
This house is haunted, so it's sold

Now when the children's been told
This could be a poltergeist child
Ooh, nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah
Don't ever look back again

There are rumors inside of my house
Well there is nobody there, nobody upstairs
And I want it to get out of my house
I've seen it teasing but it didn't hunt me yet
Strange that I'm feeling cold
It should be hot but the windows froze
This house is haunted, so it's sold

Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding, bleeding