Lavender bleak walls with blood to shadow the color
Over the blood stains a simple boy stood
Violently sobbing over the dead corpse that stared back up at him
Every tear from the poor boy covered the lifeless body

Hugging the husk of flesh the boy screams and shouts from sadness
Un-Invited guests had killed the now tear covered victim
Remembering the love story that was the dead boy's and living boy's memories
The living boy got up from anger and tracked down the killers
Soon finding and slaughtering with no regret or dismay

A lot of people spoke of the gore filled day, each speaking it differently
Lots of moaning and praying went out to the boys, each prayer was lovely
Oh, but it is said that the two boys spirits are still in the lavender house
To make love to each other and make chaos towards any intruder of the home

Every day I walk past that house and every day I smile at it