| Red river dreams turned out to be another journey wasted. |
| A place of death
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| emerging from the blood that she tasted. |
| Watch out, when the shadows sings
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| she will take you one by one. |
| Get out of here, before everybody’s dead and
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| gone.
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| From the shadows she will come.
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| Into darkness you’ll succumb.
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| While her voice is getting stronger.
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| She has caused you all the pain.
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| She has emptied all your veins.
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| Now you’re going straight to hell.
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| She’s the crone, the crone of bell.
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| Black hound, rabbit head — was the beginning of a bloody curse. |
| Sound of
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| beating on the walls, and things went from worse to worse. |
| Knock, knock, it
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| is getting near so just take us away from here. |
| In the name of the lord,
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| who are you, and what do you want?
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| From the shadows she will come.
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| Into darkness you’ll succumb.
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| While her voice is getting stronger.
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| She has caused you all the pain.
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| She has emptied all your veins.
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| Now you’re going straight to hell.
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| She’s the crone, the crone of bell.
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| From the shadows she will come.
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| Into darkness you’ll succumb.
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| While her voice is getting stronger.
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| She has caused you all the pain.
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| She has emptied all your veins.
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| Now you’re going straight to hell.
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| She’s the crone, the crone of bell. |