Halloween

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

When the blazing sun is gone...
When he nothing shines upon...
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star...

Что это? Колыбельная или жуткая история заброшенного дома? История поколений и страданий... Место, где заблудшие души ждут своих исследователей, чтобы не отпустить их...