diamond 13 jewelry

1 - spare this life "i, o'brian of the black horsemen forbid this sacrilege you all know that this demon child has abigail's spirit inside but what you don't know is that she is the reincarnation of my stillborn half-sister her spirit is not evil, nor is it good all it wants, is to make things right again so spare this life, through which revenge can be mine

and abigail can find her final peace i, o'brian, have spoken let it be done" 2 - storm 18 was yesterday today she was a a woman in every single way abigail was walkin' in the forest where the the darkness, it seems to be alive it was hours ago that she left her home

the chapel in which black horsemen saved and raised her soul and now in the darkest night a storm was born and abigail, she did not know, she was its prey! in the storm itself a monster came alive chasing abigail, lightning from the sky ah, then her face turned white never did she see the eye that cried raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead rain, rain, rain turning red

oh no, let me go back to my home oh no, oh god he looked away the night the storm it came and abigail was drawn into the rain rain... was pulling on her hair to where there is a mansion... the lair lurking in the dark when lightning struck again the mansion showed itself... in silhouette ah... rusty iron gates

this is where the little one she waits rain... rain... rain turning red oh no... let me go back to my home... oh no... oh... seeing the little one... knowing that she was a ghost... abigail wondering why she was mummified... a lantern in her hand and in the light she saw a name: count de la fey

3 - mansion in sorrow mansion in sorrow, mansion in the dark maybe tomorrow the devil's mark the gates were locked from the inside and abigail was sure to die then little one went straight through her body and the gates, they opened wide and little one went up the stairs to the old oak door lightning was striking the trees all around

abigail still in shock, awoken by the sound run better run run better run after little one run after little one but little one had gone, gone to the beyond suddenly the door was open, "where have you been my dear? i'm brandon henry and i serve the master here" through a maze of gloomy hallways and candles black safe from the storm she followed the man with the shaved head

they went in... to a room... that was like a shrine jewelry and dresses too... in cabinets made of glass portraits on the walls, 18 in all a strong scent of old perfume, and then there was the hair long... black... lifeless hair 4 - miriam curtains of black were inside the room shutting out the light, the light that always hurt his eyes there was nothing bright in this entire mansion... no, no

except for the candlelight... the light... and the fire that burned real slow oh miriam... why did you have to go and die? abigail was not alone, there was someone else in here too "come closer dear", said the shadow in the wheelchair "stand by the fireplace, so i can better see your face" oh miriam, why did you have to go and die? the shadow could not believe, the likeness in her face it looked as if his miriam had come back from the grave

"i am count de la fey, and you are?" "abigail", she whispered as she shivered to the bone "can i?", he said "can i.. can i call you miriam?" "miriam... or abigail is fine you can even call me lucy for it is just a name" he struggled out of the wheelchair since his fall years ago now he could only walk by a cane

what a shame "don't move! stay where you are", and then he was right behind her touching her long black hair, he was breathing much harder now then he grabbed her head in pain she screamed as he yanked out a lock of that beautiful hair oh dear oh dear oh dear he quickly struggled across the floor to a smaller cabinet behind glass door it said: "to my beloved dear" it was then he started to compare, and she saw the other hair

in his twisted mind, she was back, but why? "i must retire my dear in order to prepare you should do the same, tomorrow an heir" 5 - little one "mommy... mommy... mommy!" later that night in her room, abigail was drifting off to sleep all of what she had seen today was hard to believe

then the screams of a child in pain, creeping deep into her brain yeah the screams of a child in pain, she cannot find her mommy and that's a shame! abigail was quickly on her feet down the stairs and into the dark, abigail was following the sound and there she was: the child it was clearly a ghost, the ghost from the gate in the storm "little girl, tell me who you are?" "i am your spirit twin from years ago

i'm little one" that brought back memories of abigail when turning six sneaking out of bed, like she always did hiding in the dark, listening to the men tell their stories from way back then she remembered the story of jonathan and they'd been talking about the little one abigail she knew she had to stay saving little one and breaking the chain

breaking the chain! 6 - slippery stairs "wake up abigail", midday, henry was at her door the count would not rise 'til the afternoon and lunch was for two so they talked about miriam and then abigail said: "what about little one?" henry froze: "oh, you mean our ghost?" "downstairs on the lowest floor

that's where you will find the door beyond which there are slippery stairs leading down to the crypt and little one sleeps there during the day but at night she'll rise, searching for her mom don't you ever go there at night, it's a sinister place there's so much pain, so much death, so much nothingness" when night time came on the second day and dinner it was done jonathan's headache it was gone

"miriam please take my hand", then his mood really changed "time is right to produce an heir" playing along with his eerie game she followed him up the stairs up to a room where love they would share to a room that smelled as if miriam was still in there jonathan was a hideous sight so abigail she killed the candlelight what was to come, should have never been done she was blocking her mind for this awful thing

in her mind his moaning became nothing but falling on slippery stairs falling and crying, crawling and dying at the end of the stairs her eyes turned black in disgust hating him more with every thrust and then it was over before it began he was done... oh what a man the only time he would call her mine

7 - the crypt the moon is outside but it can't get in almost dead from his nightly sin jonathan is deep asleep, a perfect time... to visit the crypt down the hallway to the lair, down down the slippery stairs abigail is in the crypt, a lantern in her hand the secret of the crypt a coffin made for a child, wondering who is inside oh abigail... and off comes the lid

the smell of sick mummified infant on its side a name was cut deep in the lid with a knife and it said: abigail a silvery necklace was around the mummys neck it had wings and was sharpened around the edge "what are you doing in here?", henry had come in unseen abigail pulled on the necklace and the little mummy's head was separated clean from it's tiny neck

then up up up, up into his throat twisting and turning it, ah she couldn't stop brandon henry was going down in a pool of blood he was on the ground! there's an eerie glow in the crypt down below "gotta go.. gotta run.. i'll be back for you little one" in the crypt abigail's twin is searching for a home abigail's twin is searching for her mom but mommy's in the floor and it's made of stone

her mommy's in the floor and she doesn't know oh she doesn't know, she doesn't know will she ever know? 8 - broken glass the storm was gone, but dark clouds still hung around the perfect setting for things to come, late afternoon she was still in bed after her visit to the crypt someone was calling henry's name or was it only in her dream?

a dream of breaking glass, glass cutting into flesh rain turning red, blood running for the dead again she heard a name... it was louder, but the same jonathan was fighting his way out of bed [jonathan:] "where is brandon henry and why is he late?" [abigail:] "he didn't feel very well today so i sent him back to bed and there he'll stay but i, my dear, will cater to your needs for you i will be the hand, the hand that feeds"

abigail obsessed with her revenge her old spirit was back it made her remember her dream of broken glass "use it in your scheme, the broken glass" broken glass crushed into sugar glace making dinner for jonathan, abigail was having fun would it be romantic dinner or slaughter of the lamb? would broken glass be cutting deep, deep into the flesh of a man? dinner was enjoyed by candlelight

and jonathan was wearing his funeral suit it put him in the right mood whatever it took, he would do he was in love... he was in love again but abigail would soon feed his love away feed his love away "dinner is served" 9 - more than pain in the dark she was so beautiful and white

abigail was glowing like a diamond in the night [jonathan:] "i love you miriam ... oh my god... oh my stomach ... that hurts... there it is again... oh what pain it's like someone's cutting me with a knife ... this is more than pain" [abigail:] ah ha ha, i put broken glass in your dinner dear it's only getting worse from here time has come to say hello to fear

no more hiding from the sun, count the minutes as they run run away with life itself" [jonathan:] "what's wrong with you miriam? i'm hurting, please help me!" [abigail:] "ah ha ha, no no, you're gonna die this is so much more than pain, feel the devil's rain [jonathan:] "i can't believe you're doing this to me ... oh my god... i'm bleeding through my mouth... ... what was that?"

10 - the wheelchair "what you did to my mother, trying to kill me inside of her? miriam she died alright, but i'm still alive i was the sister of your father in another life the father you never knew, who saved me years ago and now i'm looking at his son a man and his wheelchair, living in the past no room for life, only the dark i was so close to the end

i will never forget the coffin and nails but little abigail is back again so young and beautiful, while you are living in the past a past so dark, there is no room for life itself and all i see when i'm looking at you is where evil always lived and ruled you almost killed me and now you must pay do you even know who the hell it is you are keeping in the crypt? do you?"

fear and twisted hate, then the feeling of being betrayed overwhelmed him... "that child is part of me" he had to get up, get up and out of the wheelchair but without his cane, oh he didn't stand a chance the cane was in her hand, she used it to push him back push him in the chest, she was ready for attack then a quick blow to his wrist, four five across his back one last one hit him on the neck "i can't believe you're still alive

my god!", she screamed, "i'll teach you how to die! this should light up your worthless little life open up your eyes" then she lit the torch his eyes were burning pain, she wanted to hear him scream and this was not a dream abigail was out of control she was laughing at his every scream this was no more the clean revenge it should have been

abigail was feeling like the ruler of hell the joy of causing pain the wheelchair was really on fire in the middle of dying jonathan's charred body was falling down 11 - spirits jonathan is dead and abigail is watching his wheelchair burn the flames lick the wooden floor spreading to the curtains and then the draperies on the wall higher and higher they go

"i am the fire... i'm eating everything i'll bring this mansion down, through me they all must come" spirits flying through the air spirits crossing over to the other side to rest in peace and never die again and to be with long gone friends the ghosts of those who lived here in the past they will use the flames to leave this evil house abigail is watching the spirits and the flames

dancing hand in hand around her long black dress oh around and around they go, until they touch abigail is on fire! there is no pain as abigail is eaten by the flames her body starts to fade, emptiness is growing inside slowly she's leaving her body behind and the spirits are right by her side oh no here she goes, her spirit is in the air the others guide her to the flames where they all will disappear

but abigail forgot one thing: "her own little twin" 12 - mommy you could see the fire burn, you could see the colours turn from black to no return the night began to cry, rain from the sky as the mansion died oh no... it died... oh no... it died

deep down below, fire would not go the crypt is still alive, listen to the child that cries i wonder what is wrong it's so damp and cold in here, could this be the home of fear there's something in the dark that should be left alone as if it had a grave of it's own there's a body on the floor, i hope there is no more i think i'm stepping in blood too dark for me to see, a dark you only feel

a dark that always must be i see a child... now i'm blind... where did she go? oh no where did she go? she must have slipped into the dark again not too far away, i see a light and there is little one, standing by the wall the lantern in her hand is lighting up the coffin on the stand oh... i used to know your sister, your eternal spirit twin

oh but abigail was way too busy with revenge and now you're stuck in here on your own a lonely soul who'll never ever find a home oh no she cannot find her mommy 'cause mommy's in the floor and she doesn't even know... who her mother really is... oh no

only i and a few others know (the countess... the countess... the countess) who her mother really is "mommy... mommy..." oh she cannot find her mother! cause she's buried in the floor yeah, she's in the floor! but it's not your mommy you're looking for! it's yourself!!!

13 - sorry dear "i wanna go home... it's so cold down here i don't like the dark mommy, where are you mommy, mommy? will i ever see you again? please come back and take me away from here" "sorry dear" "i do like the dark now" amen