Slippery Stairs

"Wake up Abigail", midday, Henry was at her door

The Count would not rise 'til the afternoon and lunch was for two

So they talked about Miriam and then Abigail said:

"What about Little One?"

Henry froze: "Oh, you mean our ghost?"

"Downstairs on the lowest floor

That's where you will find THE DOOR

Beyond which there ware slippery stairs

Leading down to the crypt

And Little One sleeps there during the day

But at night she'll rise, searching for her Mom

Don't you ever go there at night, it's a sinister place

There's so much pain, so much death, so much nothingness"

When night time came on the second day and dinner it was done

Jonathan's headache it was gone

"Miriam please take my hand", then his mood really changed

"Time is right to produce an heir"

Playing along with his eerie game she followed him up the stairs

Up to a room where love they would share

To a room that smelled as if Miriam was still in there

Jonathan was a hideous sight

So Abigail she hilled the candlelight

What was to come, should have never been done

She was blocking her mind from his awful thing

In her mind his moaning became

Nothing but falling on slippery stairs

Falling and crying, crawling and dying

At the end of the stairs

Her eyes turned black in disgust

Hating him more with every thrust

And then it was over before it begun

He was done... oh what a man

The only time he would call her MINE