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Sun sets, the sky is black |
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House of horror is in your path |
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Too young to die, too old to live |
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On this night your soul you give |
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Your flesh burns, plagued fear |
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Stygian shores now appear |
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She rises up from her grave |
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She came back, death day |
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The witching - lives are burning tonight |
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The witching - souls are burning tonight |
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The room below, her grave to be |
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Buried alive for centuries |
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A book of magic holds the key |
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The rhymes and verses have set her free |
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Your flesh burns, slaughters here |
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Stygian shores have appeared |
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She rose up from her grave |
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She came back it's your day |
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You're spellbound, frozen in fear |
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Her wicked ways cast you there |
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The pain and torment a smothered life |
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Damned and cursed, she takes your life |
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The witching - lives are burning tonight |
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The witching - souls are burning tonight |
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Black magic, chants and spells |
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Revenge tonight, damned to hell |
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No way to live, just to die |
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Through centuries, all must die |
