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In the mountains of the earth yeah |
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all wings in the air |
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all cause boughs burning |
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sun was turning into darkness |
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there rose a lady with the blackest wings oh |
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This succubus comes in the twilight |
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hieratic fire all black and burning |
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a son and man she did conceive with |
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and on the bed there were dead angels |
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In the corner of the basement |
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there lies a baby in the cabbage patch |
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where spirits walk with burning candles |
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there is no sunshine in this evil house noooo |
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noooo |
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Little child in the garden |
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in the distance tolls a funeral bell |
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he throws a coin into the water |
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but there's a demon in his wishing well |
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ha ha ha ha haaaa |