I walked down into the cellar door
To the room where noise had haunted in this place before
Through the dust and cobwebs I did dig
Behind it all was something that was very big

It sang an old old song to me, a distant melody
A creature with a glowing guitar
It sang an old old song to me, a distant melody
The ghost of music past is here

It's sounds were soft and had a chiming ring
The monster sounds were replaced by a pretty thing
No roar could come from all the rusting amps
But here was found a piper with hypnotic vamps

A roar it let, and then it's fingers flew
The tune that it was making had a violent hue
It wasn't scared but now it all made sense
It was an imaginary thing in residence