So, there they stood at the top of the stairs....
Miriam in the mood . . . Jonathan was scared
Gazing into the dark, Jonathan saw this glow....
For a second, he turned his back
And she was there like a ghost
She pushed him hard and clean
. . . to the bottom of the stairs
"Now we're finally alone, Miriam
Abigail is here to stay!"
The birth of Abigail would soon be realized
The second coming of a devil in disguise
And the moon did not shine....
It was darker than ever before
On this sacred night
The soul of Miriam was crying out in pain
Remembering the day . . . Arrival in the rain . .
The pain of labour was so strong that Miriam died
Her final seeing was a pair of yellow eyes
You can still hear her screaming
If you're walking the stairs in July....
Riding from beyond
The seven Horsemen would arrive before the dawn
Servants of the Count when Abigail was born the first time
Oh, no!
They found her in the sarcophagus
Baby Abigail was eating . . . oh, I cannot tell you . . .
"Take her . . . and bring her
To the chapel in the forest
So go now . . . The ceremony!
And the coffin's waiting...."
The Black Horsemen
That's the end of another lullaby....
Time has come for me to say goodnight....