inside the house that burned no exit no return a place of oak and ashes the silence of a thousand voices in the ruins of blackened wood the house of orphans stood no play no childhood existed you checked in you never left in the house of a thousand voices there s a hall of a thousand devils broken dreams no hopes no choices just a box full of evil there s a room that no one has seen in the walls a thousand screams little voices toys and laces in the mirrors you see their faces stones and thrash grass and berries in the yard there s something buried there s a smell of somethings that s wrong something is wrong tiny feet and tiny shoes in the shadows they re still running loose innocent to murder and death murder and death in the ruins of blackened wood the house of orphans stood no play no childhood existed you checked in you never left  in the house of a thousand voices there s a hall of a thousand devils broken dreams no hopes no choices just a box full of evil there s a room that no one has seen in the walls a thousand screams little voices toys and laces in the mirrors you see their faces