The World's Fair Hotel [Bedtime stories pt. 7]

[Instrumental intro] [Verse] I built a house of twisted stone, a maze of flesh and bone, A labyrinth where echoes die and hunger’s softly sown. My hands have sculpted, carved, and bled, the walls are lined with screams, Each room a tomb, each breath a lie, a butcher’s cruelest dreams. I hear them hum, the silent cries, a chorus in my mind, I carve their souls upon the walls, and leave their bodies blind. They come with eyes of hope, naive, and smile as they arrive, But none will leave, for once inside, I make sure none survive. [interlude] [Chorus] Oh, step into my world, my dear, the doors are locked, they’re sealed, A thousand whispers on the air, where every fate is tweaked. I’ll cut your throat with gentle hands, and bleach your bones to white, In the halls where time dissolves, you’ll vanish in the night. [instrumental bridge] [Verse] The furnace roars with bloody heat, the gears of death unwind, I slice their skin, I stretch their bones, I burn what’s left behind. The gaslight flickers, dimmed with dread, a shadow stains the floor, I pierce the flesh, I taste the red, the stains are never more. I’m architect and god and king, I weave the threads of fate, The rooms are set, the traps are sprung, each death a perfect state. The floors will creak, the doors will lock, but none will hear the plea, For every scream that rattles out will fade inside of me. [interlude] [Chorus] Oh, step into my world, my dear, the doors are locked, they’re sealed, A thousand whispers on the air, where every fate is tweaked. I’ll cut your throat with gentle hands, and bleach your bones to white, In the halls where time dissolves, you’ll vanish in the night. [Bridge] You wonder where the voices go, those poor souls who’ve passed, I drown them in the darkest holes, where life can never last. I flay their skin, I melt their minds, and wear their faces still, The ones who trust in me, my love, will never have their fill. [instrumental bridge] [Verse] The world is turning, yet it’s still, while I continue here, Building more to sate my thirst, while I laugh without fear. You’re not the first to seek my hand, nor will you be the last, But once you step beyond this door, your life is quickly past. I’ve made my peace, I’ve drawn my line, I own this bloodied ground, For in my heart, there’s no remorse—only whispers, soft, profound. So lay your trust, come close, my friend, the clock will strike its toll, For every night, another soul will feed the house.. it's mine.. never to be sold. [Chorus] Oh, step into my world, my dear, the doors are locked, they’re sealed, A thousand whispers on the air, where every fate is tweaked. I’ll cut your throat with gentle hands, and bleach your bones to white, In the halls where time dissolves, you’ll vanish in the night. [Outro] So here you are, and here you'll stay, for nothing’s as it seems, The architect of twisted halls, and keeper of the screams.