| Frozen screams and lasting fear are living in her head
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| For in her mind the horror lies from a meeting with the dead
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| She tells her story without a doubt while under doctor’s care
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| Is it mental illness maybe lies or just the creepy truth?
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| It all began with a romance lost two worlds that did collide
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| The wish for urgence to the grave brought murder into his mind
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| With a mistress waiting for his touch with pleasure he’ll take her life
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| An axe in hand he chopped the body of an aging, nagging wife
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| Listen for the frozen screams they are out there somewhere
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| Ready waiting to be heard by those who do believe
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| Into a freezer he placed the corpse now bagged and stored like meat
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| Her head and torso torn apart the hands, the legs, the feet
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| Without remorse he now prepares to leave this all behind
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| He sits and waits his lover’s call to secretly arrive
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| But his wife belonged to voodoo and the story took a turn
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| With sweet revenge his life was lost by her dead and broken corpse
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| Without a warning his lover crept into the horror house
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| She searched for him most everywhere then came amongst his corpse
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| The mistress’s mind was pouring out but terror was not complete
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| For all around her possessed limbs came rabid for her life
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| With the axe he used to kill her once she swung to stop the bones
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| But on her throat the grip of death was quickly taking hold
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| She chopped at limbs one thousand times and fell into a trance
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| This final vision of that night still lives inside her head
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| In asylum now she sits alone with a story unbelieved
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| There was no body of a woman found only a strangled man
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| Deep down inside there is the truth but others they see guilt
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| Around her doctors find her world insane without a doubt
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| Frozen screams, listen for frozen screams… |