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The full moon's shining high in the sky |
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A screaming black bat passes by |
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A cold draught strangles your throat |
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You try to move but you're leashed in chains |
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You feel your end's coming and the power of darkness |
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The devil has come to require your soul |
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You have no right to refuse it |
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You have to say good-bye, and go |
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The curtains are moving and a shadow appears |
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Your blood is still frozen, you're nearly killed by fears |
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A dark shadow creeps to your deathbed |
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It's too late to regret your sins |
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He says to you, "Well, surrender I want your soul for hell" |
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You have no right to refuse it |
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You have to say good-bye, and go |
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Oh sorry, you'd never done anything wrong |
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But nobody cares if you are gone |
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You were full of prejudices, badness and real sin |
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You were against sexual liberty, long hair and the indolent youth |
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I don't want your fucking morals and god ' |
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Cause I'm the deuce |
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Go and burn in purgatory |
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Go and burn in hell |
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Go and burn all your sins away |
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Go and burn in hell |
