There is a place that I go
In the dead of night
Where bodies sleep from head to toe
But are hidden out of sight
Stones tell their stories
And boxes be their beds
Deep within the quarries
Are where they rest their heads
But listen all, gather 'round
This is the time to be on guard
For no one knows the whereabouts
Of my picnic in the graveyard

Come and rest with me
In the bleeding hall
A place for sinners
A place for gall

Come stay with me
In the grey rooms
A place for death
A place for tombs

Once you are in
There is o going back
Once the door shuts
You are under attack

Your mind and body
Your hopes and fears
You wish for death
But form only tears

The bleeding hall is a device
Used to trap us all like mice
The bleeding hall will torture you
Until you lay, reborn anew

Blackness fades
And light shines through
Even darkness
Ends sometime too

The bleeding hall is a place
Used to teach a lesson
The bleeding hall is watching you
Waiting for your concession

I sit in a room
A room full of doubt
So heavy and thick
That I cannot get out
I lean on a wall
A wall cracked and grey
Pondering my escape
That won't come anyway
Sometimes it's lonely
Here in this grey prison
A hulking black bird always clouding my vision
But don't fret
Don't cry for me
I will escape
Just wait
You'll see