The House of Usher is a dark and evil place A curse lies on the Usher race
My friend he called me in despair In the autumn of this year And a feeling I could not declare Sneaked up to me was it fear For this reason I searched for their place The park looked dark and dead But the door it opened and I saw his face And I had never seen someone like that
The house of usher…
What is wrong I asked him frightened He answered tortured slow Since three years something holds me tighten To this place and never let me go
The house of usher…
My friend was mad you likely think But for sure it wasn't so Since two years his sister's on the brink Of her grave and she must go My friend´s condition was getting worse When we found her dead in her room What we didn't know we fulfilled the curse When we put her living in the thumb