| The doors are closed and locked down, the actors have gone home
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| Players from an era, return to claim their own
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| Voices in the darkness, noises on the stage
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| Lights like dancing pin-points, from a by-gone age
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| This Theatre will always be, part of you and part of me
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| Join me there and you will see, supernatural entity
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| They’re waiting there for me, Theatre of the Damned
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| I feel them all around me, in the fabric of the walls
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| I see them and I hear them, they walk about these halls
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| The stage is set and ready, to enact their ghostly play
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| To an audience of no-one, and never seen by day
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| This Theatre will always be, part of you and part of me
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| Join me there and you will see, supernatural entity
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| They’re waiting there for me, Theatre of the Damned
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| They took me and I stayed here, I’ll never leave this place
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| We’re gone before the morning, gone without a trace
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| Then the old Caretaker, when he came to look around
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| Lying 'neath the trapdoor, my body it was found
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| This Theatre will always be, part of you and part of me
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| Join me there and you will see, supernatural entity
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| They’re waiting there for me, Theatre of the Damned |