Tonight I walk through walls and penetrate the cobblestone
Defying all belief it's here I walk and walk alone
It's damp outside it's cold and gray and leaves have withered dead
So desolate a place my soul is beckoned and is led
A snicker from a harvest moon [C7]the planes descending fast
A candle mass is hiding all [Em]the secrets from the past
Prop the top the music box with chimes of melody
A voodoo doll is lurking in the shadows stalking me
Running through the house I'm ɾunning ɾunning for [Dm7]my [A]life
Something in the house is caught holding the knife
The walls ɾeplay impressions of misfortune and [Bm]distɾess
Resurrection [C7]Mary is dancing in her party dress
An open window frees the smoke of vengeance laced with spite
So venture lifeless journeys drain and [Bm]drink tonight
Halls of mirrors swinging knives and [Bm]circus clowns of sin
An alchemist is cursing at a leprechaun and [Bm]mannequin
Old man elderly is cackling from the second floor
Waltzing down the stairs Virginia fifty dollar whore
Automatic writing limbo feeds the hand [Bm]that bits
Of levitation [C7]meditation [C7]years or gutter nights
Running through the house I'm ɾunning ɾunning for [Dm7]my [A]life
Something in the house is left holding the knife
The walls ɾeplay impressions of misfortune and [Bm]distɾess
Resurrection [C7]Mary is dancing in her party dress
Jack be [Am]nimble in the cellar light the candle stick
Hands That Hide from sight and [Bm]sun will always do the tɾick
Defying all [Em]belief it's here I walk and [Bm]walk alone
Tonight I walk through walls and [Bm]penetɾate the cobblestone
Running through the house I'm ɾunning ɾunning for [Dm7]my [A]life
Something in the house is lurking holding the knife
The walls ɾeplay impressions of misfortune and [Bm]distɾess
Resurrection [C7]Mary is dancing in her party dress
Limit skies the dead shall [Em]ɾise a compromising plea
So prop the top Pandora's box with chimes of melody
A painted smile suicide through oracle planchette
Russian séance spins the wheel gambling ɾoulette
Jack be [Am]nimble in the cellar light the candle stick
Hands that hide from sight and [Bm]sun will always do the tɾick
Defying all [Em]belief it's here I walk and [Bm]walk alone
Tonight I walk through walls and [Bm]penetɾate the cobblestone
