bloodstains covered everything in the house   nobody knows what happened here, nobody knows...   the truth may be buried, but cannot be forgotten   for the truth is a curse, to the one who knows it...      only the mirror reflected the very beginning   but it can never show the truth or anything      but the scene it witnessed that windy night   happened in the summer's warm dying light   a cruel blade shone in the red moonlight   nobody heard the grevious cries   nobody did!      the smell of blood is the smell of death      nobody knows what happened here, nobody knows...   for now only the silence remains   after all the terror and pain   even the wind stopped blowing   the scream of 12 souls   I will never forget them   how they crowded before me   I suffer no weakness, I showed them no mercy!