| Left and lonesome it stands there
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| Between old withered oaks I it has beed left for many years
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| The house, of the damned souls
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| Inexplicable things happened, deserted, inhabited by ghosts
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| All windows had been burst, the wind perforated the roof
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| The rain has broken up all walls, decay, years have left its traces
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| At night you can hear those screams
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| At night you can see those faces
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| Where sinners bleed, where sinners bleed
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| Where sinners bleed, where sinners bleed
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| Horryfying tales, sorrounding this place
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| Souls of sinners bleed, and are caught here forever
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| Overwhelmed by deadly fear
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| Glowing eyes starting at me
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| My shadow is falling, they wait for me to come
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| Now I’m one of them, now I’m one of them
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| Inexplicable things happened, deserted, inhabited by ghosts
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| All windows has been burst, the wind perforated the roof
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| The rain has broken up all walls, decay, years have left its traces
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| At night you can hear those screams
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| At night you can see those faces
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| Where sinners bleed, where sinners bleed
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| Where sinners bleed, where sinners bleed
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| Disembodied voices have torn my soul apart
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| Damned forever
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| Cursed until the end
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| Cursed until the end of time |