| A gathering at night
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| A knock-knock on the door
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| Dressed in a red cloak
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| Her eyes gleaming with delight
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| The moment she’s been waiting for
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| Finally arrived
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| Sister’s waiting for her
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| While the stars are shining bright
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| Incubus and succubus
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| The evil foe has cursed on us
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| The Demons rise on Hallowmass
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| Oh, this devilishness…
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| A plague came over us again
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| Striking down my fellow-men
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| The priest became a scatterbrain
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| My word for it, Mister!
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| The churchyard it came tumbling down
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| The king of kings: A brainless clown
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| The prior stuck in the eiderdown
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| And I had to witness!
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| The piper played a dancing tune
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| And all came out on Harvest Moon
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| Altars staying unillumed
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| And women sinister!
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| Now she’s awake
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| Dancing in the firelight
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| The dragon’s call resounds
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| The serpent’s kiss ignites
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| The fire of love
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| The dawning of a new day
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| Oh, sister of the night
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| You’re the light of the world
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| Spellbound they’re screaming in the street
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| How could we fall? |
| Oh, this defeat…
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| The ruthless on the losing streak
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| We are so wasted!
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| So stupid that we did not see
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| How all those things should really be
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| The eyesore of humanity
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| A flawed mastermind!
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| What once seemed apprehensible
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| Has turned into dispensible
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| Because of being nonsensical
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| We should have been basted!
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| But now we’ve come to realize
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| The senselessness of alibis
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| And squander of self-sacrifice
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| So deaf, dull and blind!
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the weavers, we are the web
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the witches back from the dead
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| See me, I am life
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| And it’s your birthright
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| To walk proud and strong
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| Come dance with the tide
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| We’ve been there before
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| And we shall return
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| For now and evermore
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| Now and evermore…
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the weavers, we are the web
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the witches back from the dead
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| Up on the hill she peers
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| Down by the sea she waits
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| Her sisters gathering by her side
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| Until disturbance dies
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| It was another case of
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| Self-fulfilling prophecy
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| Those faithful believers
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| Submerging in their agony
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| Did they really think their deeds
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| Justified abysmal greed
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| Ignoring all the human needs
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| A ploy of indulgence!
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| Insane with egomania
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| Vampires from Transylvania
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| Spiritual pyromania
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| Ashes to ashes…
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| Obsessed with their morbidity
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| The morons of stupidity
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| Caused nothing but sheer faggery
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| A lack of common sense!
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| Their madness turned to matricide
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| Religious sort of cyanide
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| We salute your suicide:
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| Your kingdom crashes!
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the weavers, we are the web
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the witches back from the dead
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the weavers, we are the web
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| We are the flow, we are the ebb
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| We are the witches back from the dead |