It's so cold in our house
You could go numb without a doubt.
The heat is on, the windows are closed,
No wind can get in,
But still, your breath could freeze
In our dark house.
The words we say are whispered,
The steps we take are cautious,
As if there is a ghost,
Hiding behind our backs,
Waiting for her time to attack,
Ready to end our lives.
We don't talk about things that are real,
We are murmuring fairytales
To protect our sins.
Our house is cold, but you'd not know that
If you are not one of us.
Now I will tell you a secret:
The monsters
Walk around it at dark,
The windows shatter
With every step,
The walls shake
With every breath.
The chandeliers fall,
The chairs drop,
The doors crack
And the picture frames break.
At nights the cold house
Becomes a nightmare
And everything you believe in
Turns into a sandcastle,
Crushing under your feet,
Making you believe in demons.
Our house is so cold,
It's not home anymore,
It's just walls.