There once was a boy, well an usher, in truth
who had worked long hours, lack of sleep was the proof.
It was a quaint little spot, never left an impression,
but customers were lively, while in line for concession.

It was always full of people, conversations were numerous,
but the usher was always so down, he never found one humorous.
The theater was packed, full of laughter and grins.
but the noise was so loud that his patience wore thin.

Among the crowd and chatter was a man,
a simpleton at best, balding and in need of a tan,
who presented his ticket to the usher
with such joy that no one could understand.

The usher greeted him, but his curiosity got the best of him.
"Excited for this film?", the usher asked him.
"Oh I'm killing some time but thank you for asking".
The usher wondered why the man was so excited.

"I'm going on a date with my beautiful wife,
the most wonderful woman I've met in my life.
Lobster ravioli in Rosée with wine,
that is always her favorite when we go out and dine."

"Sounds delicious", said the usher, finally cracking a smile.
No customer had shown so much excitement in a while.
“I should have enough time to get her a gift,
but on to the movie so enjoy your shift.”

As the man walked into the theater, the usher had a refreshed start;
he had that man to thank for bringing life to his heart.
As the movie finished running, the man left in a hurry.
The usher thanked the man for coming,
“Gotta go - it’s past 6:30!”

A boy walks towards the usher, asking if he’s seen a man.
He described him the same, “Balding, needing a tan.”
"The movie had finished around 6:40.
He’s going on a date-"
The boy stops him.
“He told you that story?”

The usher, clearly confused, nodded his head.
The boy wasn’t happy, but worried instead.
“That man is very ill, and I'm sorry for the confusion.
He tells people this tale as his mind rests on delusion.”

The usher is stunned, almost demands to see proof,
alas the boy doesn’t hesitate to tell him the truth.

The last time the man saw his wife,
he reserved two for eight,
But then something odd happened-
she never showed for that date.

Her body became ill, and also weakened her soul,
so she lost that great battle around three years ago.
When she begged "let me die", he contested, said no,
and his mind ever since has refused to let go.

The usher then asks, "then where is he going tonight?"
"Well his loss is a truth that his mind always fights."
He orders a glass of wine, while also clutching the menu.
And he's there often enough that he's a regular at the venue.

So he waits two hours, maybe less, maybe more,
while he prays to his maker that she walks through the door.
He later goes home to sleep, her absence never how it seemed,
and is convinced the next morning it was all just a dream.

Again, and again, he reserves two for eight,
with his heart tricking his mind to prepare for his date.

“I could tell him the truth,
but I choose not to bother,
I can’t bear to see that pain again,
in the eyes of my father.”

That man is this boy’s father! That man lost his wife!
He’s sacrificed three whole years of his life.
Spring never came for him, winter woes with his wife up above,
but this was tragic evidence of unconditional love.

So his joy was imprisoned like a caged bird once free.
The usher’s heart broke in two
for the man who'd lost three.

There they rise, built on pain and misery,

Power house looming high, quite a sight to see.

Echoes of the past, screams of yesterday,

Watch Doom pass, too close, all die in its way.

Family standing tall,

Devils Evil calls;

Spread his word to all,

Or cursed you shall fall.



Madness marches forth in sin;

Nightmares come-again begin-

Worship, the blood flows for the glory of His name.

Usher, none who so called can ever be the same.

Denied destiny, non-submission by two,

False witness against what heir should do.

Now it has come to release,

End the blood line, time souls rest in peace.



HOUSE OF USHER

Lives on in stone.

HOUSE OF USHER

Its Evil secrets unknown.

HOUSE OF USHER

Won't fall till its rule

IS COMPLETE.



Penance for vicious crimes taunt and destroy the mind.

Senses burn inside on fire-a victim of time-

Too many weaknesses, the force is too strong.

It's a losing battle; none escape punishment of the wrong

Help, outsider tries.

Cracks can't break family ties.

Realizing the truth from the lies,

The curse fades but never dies.



Final screams, one is dead, the last is hunted.

No one will be left with dreams which are haunted.

Watch, the Devils house crumbles down.

To this day no trace can be found.

The stranger stands,

Alone looks out across the land;

The tale must be told

So none here after, the new age

Must never repeat the old.



HOUSE OF USHER

Its memory lingers alone.

HOUSE OF USHER

Its Evil secrets known.

HOUSE OF USHER

It’s moral

IS COMPLETE.

The man he sits,
Upon the bed.
Watching his sister die.

"No don't go" he says,
Eyes glowing red.
He's losing his mind.

The house, the house!
Is dark and defied!
He roams about,
Only hearing her cries.

The eyes of gray,
With no sleep.
He has  no one to keep; to love.
His heart is very weak.

My dearest,
Fear thy presence.
She has come..
Within the rising storm.

He's gone now,
Blindly chasing a dream,
Her voice.

Insanity now holds his chains,
It won't be long now,
Before the blackness reigns.

Eyes bloodshot,
With a wolfish grin.
He's become thee,
Insane Usher again.

This house, it haunts.
With the dead below...
Where restless souls creep,
Carrying solemn cries.

There Usher Stands,
Lost in his agony...
The land where his sister sleeps.
No diary of his sweet.

His face is written,
In superstitious derail.

Beyond Hells Gates,
His final line frays...
The name of Usher will end,
This day.

No more sons,
To bear thu name.
A sibling is lost,
In this game of fate.

The house has fallen,
Broken and decayed.
Where no life breathes.

The fall of the house of Usher,
The tomb hath stayed.
Exposed by nature.
Never to live again.

Insanity takes thee,
Drowning out the calm.
Superstitions rage wildly,
Within the Ebony storm...