Down in the basement

Gregory was dragging the body Down in the basement are his victims Who knew if one day I'll be one of them? The pungent smell of decomposing bodies Lingered in the air for weeks Gregory ignored the scent He went on with his life Like he didn't kill somebody Down in the basement are his secrets Something that needs to be buried Down in the basement I pray Praying that I can still enter the heaven's gate I kept my mouth shut for a long time Keeping my one eye open every night Each day that I'm with him is a pure hell That I'll never forget even in my death bed