| Missy I miss You so. |
| Oh little Sister
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| I wish You’d come back to Me and sit by My side
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| We’d laugh and we’d play again, if only You’ll try
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| You know «THEY» would show the way
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| From the other side
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| Rise from Your grave little Sister
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| Rise… Rise… Rise My friends… Rise
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| Spirits rising from their grave
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| Burning shadows in the dead of night
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| Icy fingers all over My hand
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| Try to make Me understand
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| «Finally we have returned… All of us»
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| Missy is that You, come closer
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| Spirits rising from their grave
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| Everywhere that ghostly stare
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| Icy fingers all over My hand
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| Lead me back to where she stands
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| «THEY» are back to share My life… «THEY» are back
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| Missy come, come with Me, there are things I must know
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| How did you get here, where’s the door to the other side
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| Missy: «Beyond the graves lies the gate
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| The gate that leads to the dead
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| We have to leave before the dawn
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| If not by the sun we will burn»
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| Spirits rising from their grave
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| Soon the dawn will chase the dark away
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| Icy fingers all over My hand
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| Lead Me back to where «THEY» stand
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| Am I glad You have returned… All of you
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| Do You remember when Grandmother said she heard «THEM» sing
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| I’ve heard «THEM» too and I really wish I could hear «THEM» again
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| Missy: «In Your mind You’ll hear „THEM“ sing
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| Every night at the graves
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| We have to leave before the dawn
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| If not by the sun we will burn
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| Now sing»
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| Show Your powers onto Me |