Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pagan Holiday, Pt. 1, 2 & 3: A Celebration / Dormant / Revenge, artist -
Date of issue: 05.09.2013
Song language: English
Pagan Holiday, Pt. 1, 2 & 3: A Celebration / Dormant / Revenge |
Black cats |
Scurrying rats |
Flapping bats |
And heart attacks |
Paint your faces green |
And act obscene |
'Cause it’s Halloween |
Goblins, spooks, and vampires too |
Werewolves come to chew on you |
The jack-o-lanterns start to grin |
So let the tricks and treats begin |
On Halloween |
Halloween |
It’s Halloween |
Halloween |
Fires crackle while I hold you tight |
The witches cackle as they fly tonight |
The devils all come out to play |
And frighten children till night is day |
Now let’s go visit the haunted grave |
Take my hand, we must be brave |
And afterwards we’ll get our fortunes read |
But when the sun comes up we’ll both be dead |
Until next Halloween |
Halloween |
It’s Halloween |
Halloween |
The sky is gray. |
The leaves are falling on the ground |
And old man winter’s comin' round |
One festive night and then it’s gone without a sound |
But death follows me around |
I don’t know if I can take another year |
It’s so cold |
And I know my faith is dying here |
You tease me |
With what I know I’ll never reach |
I pray thee |
But I won’t cry I won’t beseech |
I’m rolling up in my cocoon |
I’m changing with the fullness of the moon |
Don’t take away |
The only love I know |
My sacrifice |
If I ever want to glow |
So I can’t win |
You’re making me choose |
Between my love and my sin |
And I thought I was an angel |
But I was wrong |
I’m with the others |
And I’ve been here all along |
Will you punish me because I’m made in your blood? |
Do I fly in the storm |
Or do I wallow in the mud? |
'Cause I’ve been lost for years |
But I’m not coming back |
The guilt suffocates me and turns my soul black |
So don’t blame the Devil |
For the shit that you’ve done |
You’ve made this mess |
And you’re just having fun |
With those who are able to see |
She was a pretty girl; |
A treasure to him |
She was the purpose of his life |
And when they came they took his flower from him |
Those wicked men they killed his wife |
It was on Halloween when they found their way in |
He wasn’t home, they were aware |
She prayed for death as they indulged their sin |
When he returned he found her there |
So now’s your chance |
It may not be right |
Do you run and tell |
Or do you stay and fight? |
Rage fills your mind; |
you were a man without sin |
It’s two against one; |
You’ll never win |
But you just can’t care |
There’s blood everywhere |
Bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum |
It was a cold night when you let yourself in |
They both were armed, you did not care |
And one by one your torment seized each culprit |
Police found no bodies anywhere |
There was no mercy shown |
When they broke into your home |
And ravished your lovely wife |
Before taking her life |
There’s a beast in all who dwell |
On this Earth that is our hell |
Suppress it if you can |
But it’s inside every man |
Did you feel no remorse |
When you disciplined with force? |
Was it justice from above? |
Did you punish them with love? |
Or was it cold hard revenge? |
Did you earn your way to hell? |
Will God forgive your sin? |
Well that depends on who you tell |
There was blood everywhere |
But you just could not care |
Bum bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum bum bum |
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Bum bum bum |
Bum bum bum bum bum |
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