In The House Of Sin

One night, last year, I was walking the town
 
Drunk and alone, not a soul to be found.
 
When I Came by a house that was borded and bare,
 
This strange and incredible feeling drove me to see what was there.
 
I went through the door and right as I walked in
 
All over the walls, written in blood, it said "SIN".
 
A Woman in the corner said "Welcome, Son.
 
Leave your head at the door cause here you wouldn't want one."
 
And she gave me a tour, one I wont soon forget,
 
Of the house She called home, where the Wicked slept.
 
She said "Come with me, beyond door number one,
 
At first you'll be scared but then you'll have fun."
 
She opened the door and, sure enough, a chill
 
Ran up my spine and I thought I'd be ill.
 
Lining the walls were naked bodies bound,
 
Some of them dead but most were making sounds.
 
Cries for help muffled by gags and tape.
 
She said "Look around, which Soul will you take?"
 
At first I repeled at the thought of death,
 
And then deep inside the thought quivered my breath.
 
I made up my mind and plucked one off of the wall,
 
Then she said "How do you wish to make this one fall?"
 
I didnt reply, instead I dropped to the ground,
 
Then looked up at her calmly and said "Hold Him down."
 
I know this sounds weird and you may not understand,
 
But I wanted to take that mans soul with my hands.
 
What I did next was just a little grotesque,
 
So if you happen to be squemish look away from this text.
 
I bit a hole in his stomach, so my thumbs could fit,
 
I shoved them in deep and I started to rip.
 
His skin tore apart like a button-up shirt,
 
And He passed the fuck out, so I know that it hurt.
 
I reached under his ribs, pulled out his still-beating heart,
 
I put it into my mouth and just tore it apart.
 
Then the woman looked up at me and into my eyes,
 
And said "There's the Abyss, Boy, I see it inside.
 
Now lets move along cause here we dont waste Time,
 
We must be on our way to see what else you can find."
 
We came to door number two and all that she said
 
Was "Here you'll find Pain, so at the door leave your head."
 
She opened the door and I was pulled and forced in,
 
Then tied to a table, needles stabbed in my skin.
 
I fell suddenly to a motorless state,

Unable to move or even see straight.
 
Laughter, I heard, then a voice next to me,
 
"Now that you have seen, you must FEEL torturing."
 
Then a cold blade fell upon my bare chest,
 
I could feel the warm blood running down from my breast.
 
But the Pain didnt hurt, it was more Pleasure, in fact,
 
I was enjoying it so and she didnt hold back.
 
She paused for a moment, then pulled out some rings,
 
Pierced my skin then shoved them in and sent me into dreams.
 
I woke up to find I was hanging from a beam,
 
I felt a pain so intence I had to fuckin scream.
 
She looked up at me and said "I told you leave your head,
 
Now you'll see how true Pain feels and wish that you were dead."
 
She grabbed my arms and pulled on me until the rings ripped out,
 
One by one, then all at once, until I fell unto the ground.
 
Once more the pain was so extreme it sent me to a Dream.
 
I woke to find her stitching me and singing lullabies,
 
She looked at me and softly said "There's the Abyss, behind those eyes.
 
I knew you were the one when you came walking in,
 
And now you'll never leave this old House of Sin.
 
You can go, but you cant leave, this house now has your soul,
 
You're destined to do wicked things that no one can control.
 
Now lets go to the basement where the deal is set in stone,
 
And if you are the one I think, you'll come back up alone."
 
She led me to the basement where she took off all her clothes.
 
How long I made  Love to her, only some corpses know.
 
She screamed out in pure extacy with only moments left,
 
And as She came I kissed Her lips And bit into her neck.
 
She smiled as She slipped away And faded into Sleep.
 
I promised Her Forever and Her Soul I would keep.
 
I left my soul right there that night, though I was not aware,
 
And now, in me, the ones I take are all that you'll find there.
 
As I left the house that night I set flames all around,
 
Then walked away, just out of sight and watched it all burn down.
 
Now that the house no longer stands it can be any one,
 
And I will make a note of it to see the damage done.
 
So lock your windows and your doors, or you might let us in,
 
And find yourself forevermore resting inside The House of Sin.