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Now that the skyline |
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Is of crimson colour |
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And the moon is up in the sky |
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I sense them |
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I sense them calling for me |
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Ill omens |
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In the air |
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I must not move, |
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But my feet, they take me there |
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I feel the pull to the skies |
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Insane howls |
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Morbid melodies |
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Pagan fires burn |
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The earth |
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Starts to turn |
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Sanity, my sacrifice |
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For knowledge beyond belief |
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Dreams in the witch-house |
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The dreams in the witch-house |
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My fate is clear |
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No! |
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No! |
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The memories are coming back |
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Now it's all too clear to me |
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Yes! |
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Yes! |
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This is it! |
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Yes! |
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This |
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Is |
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It |
