The sign of the cross Casts a shadow across her face A young girl lost Trapped in a dark and frightening place
Oh, she's rotting away Oh, she's slipping away
And now I know That no one ever looked for her You can still see bloody scratches On the back of the attic door Chrome Mony's heart was as cold As the snow that fell that Christmas Day And Sadie realized that time passes slowly In the attic for the dead
Oh, she's rotting away Oh, she's slipping away She's rotting in the attic She's crying find me someone please She's rotting in the attic Her soul is begging for release
Oh, she's rotting away Oh, she's slipping away She's rotting in the attic She's crying find me someone please She's rotting in the attic Her soul is begging for release Her soul is begging for release
