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It was a cold winters night |
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the silver moon jump on the rise |
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I could have sworn that I saw her |
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standing at the edge of my sight |
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holy water bless my soul |
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i broke the seal from long ago |
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chased by her shadows in the still of the night |
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i went blind and lost my sight |
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no where to run, no where to hide, out in the cold |
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black night |
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running in the black |
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black night |
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no sign of light |
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in a stream of illusions |
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i saw all the spirits arise |
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heard the echoes of laughter |
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and a voice calling me cold as ice |
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like the wind that speaks of old |
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her story was left to long untold |
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haunted by shadows in the still of the night |
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no one there no one in sight |
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no where to run, no where to hide, out in the cold |
