Eleanor, My Love.

The house loves you Eleanor, as soon as you came.
It only had to see you Eleanor, hear your very name.
And within its structure, it knew you loved it the same.
You belonged to the house, Eleanor, it wants your very soul.
To possess your very being was the house's only goal.
The house needs you Eleanor, from leaky roof to cellar deep.

Eleanor, I wish to own, by every brick and stone.
With me, Eleanor, you will never be alone.
Enter my parlour, Eleanor and your soul I'll set it free.
I'm not blind, Eleanor, you seek someone kind.
Eleanor, please don't cry, we are lovers you and I
Enter, dear Eleanor, the day has almost flown. 
At last my beloved,,welcome to your final home.

 'Tis midnight; a chill wind comes to blow out the light.
Outside a bitter wind blows; the house creaks and groans.
Then comes falling tiles and crumbling walls and stones.
Rich flowing blood and broken bones,
And thus Eleanor and the house unite.
Amongst the wreckage of this stormy night.
Now on some moonbright night, if you so desire.
You may see the house stands proud once more,
Its many windows ablaze with light.
And Eleanor silhouetted at a window.
Singing a sweet song of sheer delight.
Of love and hope sings dear Eleanor.
With all her futures bright.
It's so good for her not to be alone 
Wood and stone, blood and bone united.
A ruined mound on which ivy has long since grown. 

Tags: sad, scary, dark,