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Come hear the moon is calling, |
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The witching hour draws near, |
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Come hear the bell is tolling, |
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Prepare the altar now and hear the virgin cry, |
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Mortals run in fear, |
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For now it's the time to die, |
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All hell breaks loose, |
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Hold fast the sacrifice, |
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Hell's breaking loose. |
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Unveil the pentagram, |
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And feel the demons lust, |
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Come watch the holy men, |
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Who look on in disgust, |
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Look in the sky's and see, |
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Come taste blood, |
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And feel the heat of satan's breath, |
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All hell breaks loose, |
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Hell's breaking loose, |
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The warriors of death, |
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Witching hour. |
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The blood runs fast and free, |
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Our work is now complete, |
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And cry's of blasphemy, |
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And satan takes his bride, |
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All hell rejoices at the child, |
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That she will bear, |
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And satans only son, |
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Shall be the worlds despair, |
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All hell breaks loose, |
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Witching hour. |
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Hell's breaking loose, |