Behind the door We hear dad snore Its time for us to play No one knows Our secret though Weve kept it til’ this day Under the floor Is a hidden door thats where the secret lay The smell is bad But dont be sad Shes better off this way Dad thinks she left Its for the best I know that sounds cliche But That wasnt her You see the fur? She looked at us as prey She howled at the moon clawed into our room A fresh child buffet I stabbed her heart Now Shes rotting apart Like a strawberry sorbet