The Toy Kept Playing

A dark rainy night 

with the howling wind 

A magnificent house stood

against the strong wind

Amidst the house lay 

A toy that kept playing 

In a hollow voice 

it seems to be saying 

The chair nearby 

suddenly started rocking 

Hearing it the toy danced 

on the rhythm of rocking 

Little Mary stood frozen 

peeping at the horror sight 

The terrifying sight filled her little eyes

yet she chose to fight 

The toy she loved the most 

seemed to be wickedly enchanted  

The dazzy human figure engulfed her

It seems she was what he wanted 

There she stood frozen 

with her guts out 

Her voice seemed to be drown 

Though she tried best to shout 

The nightmare seemed to be true 

Chilled shivers went down her spine 

The toy still kept playing 

As if he felt everything was fine 

Within minutes the little girl

passed out with fright 

As time passed by 

Scary became the dark night 

The house was surprisingly silent 

yet The toy kept playing 

With the rhythm of rocking chair

In a hollow voice, it kept saying 

Far away in the town 

I'm still alive here 

This house is mine 

or else you aren't alive here 

The toy kept playing 

with eerie sound 

The girl disappeared suddenly 

with no traces to be found 

The toy kept playing 

hollow yet firm 

With its eyes around 

the hold on house firm 

The toy kept playing 

making eerie noise around 

It's wickedness though 

engulfed the surrounding ground 

The toy kept playing 

slow and steady 

with a hollow voice 

he was ready 

The toy kept playing 

throughout the night 

The house was eerie 

throughout the night 

The toy kept playing 

round and round 

The house seemed abandoned 

as later no one was found 

Every night it gets dark 

The toy keeps playing 

In a hollow wicked voice 

It always keeps saying 

This house is mine 

Don't get over here 

You either end here or

have an endless fever