Ancient Strigoi - Haunted Mansion

In the heart of the night, where the shadows play,
Stands a house on the hill where the ghosts will stay.
Creaking floors and whispered lore, they tell a tale,
Of a place where the restless spirits never fail.
With a chill in the air and a shiver down my spine,
I find my solace here where the phantoms intertwine.
With a chill in the air and a shiver down my spine,
I find my solace here where the phantoms intertwine.

This is my haunted mansion, where the spirits roam free,
Ghosts make me feel safe, they're a part of me.
In the darkness, they whisper, in the silence, they speak,
Demons protect me, in this place so unique.

Candles flicker in the windows, casting ghostly light,
Echoes of the past dance in the dead of night.
Every room tells a story, every shadow has a name,
In this haunted mansion, nothing is the same.