I've seen the book of tales, crafted by magical hands, older than time itself, its pages are filled with darkness and mystery. There's a ghost out in the hall, there's a ghoul beneath the bed, now it's coming through the walls, now it's coming up the stairs, there's a spirit in the dark, hear the beating of his heart, can you feel it in the air? Ghostly haunting everywhere. Is this good for you baby? Is this good for you? Is this good for you baby? Is this good for you? Can you feel it in the air? Is this good for you baby? There's a creaking on the floor, there's a creep behind the door, there's a rocking in the chair, but nobody's sitting there, there's a ghastly smell around, but nobody to be found, and a coffin in the open, where restless thought is spoken, I'm gonna be, is that thing what you're gonna see? So did you come to me to see a fantasies before your very eyes? A haunting ghostly dream, dark ghoulish trickery, and spirits dancing in the night, but if you came to see the truth of purity, it's here inside a lonely heart. So let the performance start. I, yes I, I, yes I, I, I, I, I, I want you, I, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you. A nightmare, that's the case, never never land, that's the place, a monster you can see disappear, a monster, it will disappear. The king has risen. The king, the king, the king has risen. The king, king, king, king, king, the king has risen. The king, king, king, king, king, the king has risen. You're by yourself, but it's my touch you felt. I'm not a ghost from hell, but I got a spell on you. You should be watching me, you should feel, why you speak, why you creep, you should be every time the lady speaks, just piece of me have a feel, and never be, so you should be nothing but me. You should be watching me, you should feel, why you speak, why you creep, you should be every time the lady speaks, just piece of me have a feel, and never be, so you should be nothing but me. What you have just witnessed could be the end of a particularly terrifying nightmare. It isn't. It's the beginning. No! No!