| The fallen and graceless, the twisted and odd
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| Outcasts from heaven, abandoned by God
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| Wakeless in daylight, evoked by the night
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| When sneaking in shadows, they’re well out of sight
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| Wayward angels
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| Burned by light, blessed by night
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| Nocturnal seed, unholy breed
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| Burned by light, blessed by night
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| Nocturnal seed, unholy breed
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| Creeping and crawling, the shapeless and vague
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| What’s unseen by mankind still feared like the plague
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| Their spirits are strong and your flesh is so weak
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| Who dares to get close when their find is their keep
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| Wayward angels
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| Burned by light, blessed by night
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| Nocturnal seed, unholy breed
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| Burned by light, blessed by night
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| Nocturnal seed, unholy breed
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| Keep all of your lights lit when hundled in fear
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| The ancient and timeless, abstracted still near
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| If silence at twillight might lead you astray
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| When fooled by it’s stillness you won’t get away
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| Wayward angels
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| Burned by light, blessed by night
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| Nocturnal seed, unholy breed
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| Burned by light, blessed by night
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| Nocturnal seed, unholy breed |