Vault of the Vailing Souls

Silent whisper from the children's grave

Testy the horrid deeds and grief

Eternal cries echo through the vault

And moan their dirge to the infanticide

Enticed children followed to the vault

Trapped to satisfy his perverse need

Haunted hiding place of violation

Mentally disturbed by morbid passion

Vault of the narrowed vailing souls

Echo of their moaning in your ears

Invective unrest longing for return

The silent dirge of sadness will remain