时间：2012-11-11
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Little Hector, What Have You Done? - Carach Angren/Season of Mist Publishing/Dennis Droomers
Written by：Clemens Wijers/Dennis Droomers/Ivo Wijers
Hector was nine in school making colorful drawings most of his time
One day he made this horrible portrait of a dead man and his child
The teacher was shocked how could such a young lad draw pictures so sad
Hector was asked to explain he replied it's me and daddy in the attic hanging
When we are dead
Cold and dead
Cold and dead
Cold and dead
Later that day the boy left school early hector ran away when he came home
He found his daddy's revolver now it's time to play while father slept
His son blew his brains all over the bed then
He went upstairs to the attic
There the kid shot himself through the head
Cold and dead
Mother came home and saw her husband mother came home
And saw her son her soul collapsed and her heart froze
After the funerals she took an overdose
It is the house haunted the house is cursed
The house is damned bewitched touched by the devil's hand haunted
The house is bitter and sad bewitched it somehow drove little hector mad
Once upon a time during the war the nazis came and breached down this door
Cold and dead
Aufstehen the men head to stand and see
Hinsehen how their women got raped so brutally so hard
Cold and dead
Father resisted and for that he was taken upstairs after
His boy with his hands tied to his back and another rope around
His neck they made him stand upon the shoulders of
His own dear son unfortunately the child could not hold his daddy that long
For several days he sat amongst his ravished and executed family eventually
He knotted a rope out of his own bed sheets
And hung himself next to daddy
