As a child, we had a basement that was very scary. I always imagined there was something in the room under the stairs. But I was too afraid to look. Now I know why.....

Slowly descend the staircase
To the pit of darkness below
Where a haunting shimmer of moonlight
Gives the basement its murky glow

Away in a corner
Along the floor
Spiders lead the way
Straight to a place with history
Of human rot and decay

The hovel where HE keeps them
Until their dying day
A musty room under the stairs
Is where their bodies lay

Echoes of jagged fingernails
Rake the lifeless door
As wailing tears
Shatter your ears
So you can't hear anymore

Visions of red plague the undead
With terror and utter despair
Where their heads hung by a thread
As the world fell asleep unaware

Unlock the door if you dare
There is no other way
To reach the arms of loneliness
That plead with you to stay
Why do you torment me so?
Is what you long to say...

THEN YOU SEE HIM!!!!!
YOU TRY TO SCREAM!!!!!
WHEN YOU REALIZE
THIS ISN'T A DREAM!!!!!
THERE.. IS.. NO.. ESCAPE!!!!!
AS.. YOU.. START.. TO.. BLEED!!!!!

All senses forsake you
And fear comes to take you
To a place you know only too well
The room under the stairs
When HE locks YOU there
In his one room gateway... TO HELL