Rest in peaceThe house is finally stillWhatever walked these halls got everything it willThe clock that struck the witching hourFinally ran the night clean out of powerThe cold spot in the bedroom turned to morning on the floorAnd the thing that used to haunt me doesn't live here anymoreRest in peaceThe silence is the prizeBuried what was haunting me and watched the morning riseRest in peaceWhat don't kill you, you outliveAnd the quiet after horror is the sweetest thing it givesI made peace with every shadow that I carried up the stairSaid the names of all the monsters till there's nothing left to scareThe reaper and the boogeyman, the thing that wore my faceI thanked them for the lesson and I showed them to the gateThe house is mine again now, every room is full of lightAnd the only thing still living here is me, and that's alrightRest in peaceThe silence is the prizeBuried what was haunting me and watched the morning riseRest in peaceFunny how a haunting is a teacher in a sheetHow the things that came to break you are the things that made you completeI learned the dark by living it, I learned the cold by the thawI learned the only ghost that lasts is the regret you never sawSo I made amends with all of it, the fear and the long fightAnd I let the morning take the house, and I slept the first whole nightIt's already insideBut now the inside's mineBuried it, blessed it, left it all behindThe horror was a teacher, and the lesson's finally readYou make peace with the dying so you're living, not the deadSo if you got a house that's haunted, if you got a hall that's coldIf there's something in your history that you never quite controlledDon't run from it forever, that just feeds the thing you fearTurn around and face the hour, say its name and pull it nearEvery monster wants a witness, every ghost just wants to restGive the haunting what it's asking and you'll finally pass the testRest in peaceThe silence is the prizeBuried what was haunting me and watched the morning riseRest in peace
