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Somewhere in the distance, |
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Was a place you can't describe, |
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All people lived in anger, |
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They thought it wasn't right, they called it tragedy |
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All fools, they disappeared, |
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They were lost and never seen, |
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Sometimes you hear the screams |
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Of the souls of the undead in the midnight hour |
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Don't walk alone, |
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Hide your skin and your bones, |
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Beware of all dark in the night |
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It's magic, |
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It's magic, |
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Burning symbols on the wall, |
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It's magic, |
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They searched for you, they search for all |
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Living for today, |
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'Cause tomorrow never comes, |
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Oh Lord, they have to pray, |
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That no evil's coming out of the rotten swamp |
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At the houses of the holy, |
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They tried to break the walls, |
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Their whispered dream to turn the key, an evil laugh |
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And they knew, they will be restrained... |