| It was a cold winter’s night
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| The silver moon jump on the rise
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| I could have sworn that I saw her
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| Standing at the edge of my sight
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| Holy water bless my soul
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| I broke the seal from long ago
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| Chased by her shadows in the still of the night
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| I went blind and lost my sight
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| Nowhere to run, no where to hide, out in the cold
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| Black night
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| Running in the black
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| Black night
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| No sign of light
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| In a stream of illusions
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| I saw all the spirits arise
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| Heard the echoes of laughter
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| And a voice calling me cold as ice
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| Like the wind that speaks of old
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| Her story was left to long untold
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| Haunted by shadows in the still of the night
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| No one there no one in sight
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| Nowhere to run, no where to hide, out in the cold
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| Black night
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| Running in the black
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| Black night
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| No sign of light
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| On a cold winter’s day
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| When the pale moon had met its demise
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| In a world filled with silence
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| Tears fallin' down from the sky
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| Holy water bless my soul
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| Trapped in a moment from long ago
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| As sure as my footsteps would fade in the snow
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| The memory of that night lives on and on
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| Nowhere to run, no where to hide, out in the cold
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| Black night
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| Running in the black
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| Black night
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| No sign of light |