Hector was nine In school making colorful
drawings most of his time One day he made
this horrible portrait of a dead man and his
child The teacher was shocked How could
such a young lad draw pictures so sad
Hector was asked to explain He replied
It's me and daddy in the attic hanging when we are dead
Cold and dead
Later that day the boy left school early
Hector ran away When he came home
he found his daddy's revolver
Now it's time to play While father slept
his son blew his brains all over the bed
Then he went upstairs to the attic
There the kid shot himself through the head
Cold and dead
Mother came home and saw her husband
Mother came home and saw her son
Her soul collapsed and her heart froze
After the funerals she took an overdose
It is the house Haunted
The house is cursed the house is damned
Bewitched Touched by the devil's hand
Haunted The house is bitter and sad
Bewitched It somehow drove little Hector mad
Once upon a time during the war
the Nazis came and breached down this door
Aufstehen The men head to stand and see
Hinsehen How their women
got raped so brutally So hard
Cold and dead
Father resisted and for that he was taken
upstairs after his boy With his hands tied
to his back and another rope around his neck
they made him stand upon the shoulders of
his own dear son Unfortunately the child
could not hold his daddy that long
For several days he sat amongst his ravished
and executed family Eventually he knotted
a rope out of his own bed sheets and
hung himself next to daddy