The house beyond the graveyard
Is no place to stay the night
For once its ancient doors creak shut
There's no escape in sight

The old house looks deserted
Abandoned and forsaken
But every night, as darkness falls
Its residents awaken

Shadows roam the cobwebbed halls
And whispers fill the rooms
And in the cold crypts far below
The dead rise from their tombs

So if you dare to venture there
Leave long before night falls
Lest you join the restless ghosts
That haunt its shadowed halls