Espreitador - Daniel Hartmann (Ordem Paranormal)

The price for this mansion is a joke
Unbelievable how people's superstitions
Blind them to opportunities

Seems like the last time anyone lived here
For more than a week was back in 1970

After that, everyone who tried to move in
Canceled their contracts in less than a week
Claiming the house was haunted
You must be kidding me

I've been in this house for two days
After fixing it up

I just finished settling in
To do some research in the house
Let’s see how I do

Supposedly the rumors
Are that it’s haunted
So the stories must be too

The only word you need to understand
But it’s just a simulated word
Capable of opening every door you knock on
Doors that should stay closed

How can something that never lived be loved?
All it had was emptiness in its existence
It devours others' love to feel alive
This is the true face of neediness

Four went missing in the mansion
Blood on your hand
Or better yet, on your brother
Listen to the tear

About the photographer
The info is scarce
Tattoos all over his body
And men invade your house

Your recordings show degrading states
Getting worse with every tape I hear
So, I baptize you traveler
The face devourer

There’s a strange man walking through the house
And he’s been spending too much time with your mom
He talks to your brother at midnight
And now he’s got bad intentions too

Fred, tell me: Why do your parents hit you so much
If you’re not the one spreading animal blood?
Fred, how about an idea to stop your crying?
Drown your mom
Decapitate your dad

Oh, crack, crack
What did you see in there?
A lonely man with your camera

He lurks nearby
I saw his eyes in the early morning
Maybe now I have a reason to wake up

I don’t even understand myself, I’m not the same
It’s impossible to live with so much pain
I’ll prove that I can’t just be fear

Fear
Of the stalker

I dedicated too much time to the paranormal
Made money off the stories
And through fear
Every monster I created became real

People died after facing the crack
The gaze devours, consumes, and still wants more
To make up for it, I’ll do the right thing
And if something happens to me?
Will you too?

Smell of rotten flesh
I’m lost, don’t even know what day it is
There’s blood on my hands
What happened last night?

Blackouts
I can’t handle the visions
The fog creates chaos and convulsions

I get a message
A meeting point and a request at a café
Maybe I think it’s my time to go

To redeem myself for what I did
And to get my soul back

I feel swallowed by flames
Lifeless bodies and a murder on camera
I saw

What’s the point?
Another face in the frame
And the kidnapping of children

Is it worth fighting?
I need to find them
If the teachers are involved
I can’t trust

A strange man is also the school principal
Causing nightmares for these kids
In the library, hidden there’s a door
These eyes always stalk me and I never see them

In the basement, I see the deformed kids
My mind hasn’t been easy on me
If I couldn’t save anyone
It was for nothing
I didn’t want to go like this

Oh, crack, crack
What did you see in there?
A lonely man with your camera

He lurks nearby
I saw his eyes in the early morning
Maybe now I have a reason to wake up

I don’t even understand myself, I’m not the same
It’s impossible to live with so much pain
I’ll prove that I can’t just be fear

Fear
Of the stalker

Crack, crack
What did you see in there?
(What did you see in there?)
Your camera

Oh, crack, crack
What did you see in there?
A lonely man with your
(With your, with your, with your)

Oh, crack, crack
What did you see in there?
(What did you see in there?)
Your camera

Oh, crack, crack
What did you see in there?
A lonely man with your camera
(With your, with your, with your)