| Still searching for our way, our way through the dark
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| mountains we left behind, the fire and it’s spark
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| fighting the spell, drowning coins into the wishing well
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| dreams turned into nightmares and heaven turned into hell
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| We sailed across the seven seas, lighting candles in the wind
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| moving on to the midnight sun, rising up again
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| the twisting and swirling, we’re losing the ground, running out of time
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| The execution of your mind sent shivers down your spine
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| They’re cursed by the spell
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| and turned into fallen angels
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| they’re going through hell
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| a howl in the night
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| they’re tolling the bell
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| hiding their faces in the darkness
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| unhallowed is the sinner, holy is the saint
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| it’s the curse of the damned
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| Something’s in the air, told us to beware
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| the rain kept on falling and the evil’s not too spare
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| believing the charm, the sword and the gun, seeing cracks in the wall
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| facing the mask of the devil, carved into stone
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| They’re cursed by the spell…
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| and turned into fallen angels…
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| the curse of the damned…
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| destination nowhere…
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| unholy nights. |
| will they ever survive…
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| the curse of the damned…
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| they turned into fallen angels…
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| and went trough hell…
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| the curse of the damned…
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| the curse of the damned…
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| Ohh ho ho…
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| Ohh ho ho… |