Kwaidan

As the night is getting darker and the crow flies overhead Silent footsteps run behind me no more hallowed ground ahead Close your shutters lock the gate ward off the evil eye Hide under the covers when the half moon cuts the sky Feel a pinprick in my belly and the fear begins to spread Pinch of salt over my shoulder but my shadow has no head Sound of my heart pounding makes my prayers go unheard Churchbells in the distance but no sermon will be served I see the glow From far away It haunts me down Straight to my grave Through the flicker of my candles I can see my mirrors crack Try to gaze on my reflection but there's no-one looking back Garlic on my window silver cross upon the door Incense in the hallway holy water on the floor I see the glow From far away It haunts me down Straight to my grave There are three knocks on my front door and a chill runs down my spine Muffled voices call a name and I could swear that it was mine Ravens croak upon my roof a prophecy of doom All my walls are closing in my home is now my tomb I see the glow From far away It haunts me down Straight to my grave