| Tolling bells are ringing and the shadows cast their spell
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| Tolling bells are ringing and the shadows cast their spell
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| I gotta-got a strange, strange feelin' that something just ain’t well
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| Night is falling and my strength it ebbs away
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| Night is falling and my strength it ebbs away
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| I been, I begin to wonder is it the death angel
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| Coming to carry me to my grave
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| Wonder what is wrong, wonder what can the trouble be
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| Wonder what is wrong, wonder what can the trouble be
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| Night is falling and my strength it ebbs away
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| Night is falling and my strength it ebbs away
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| I wonder is it the death angel
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| Coming to carry me to my grave
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| Wonder what is wrong, wonder what can the trouble be
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| Wonder what is wrong baby, wonder what can the trouble be
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| I gotta a strange feelin' that the bells, the bells, the bells are ringin' for
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| me
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| So sad so sad now
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| You ever wake up in the morning and you feel something just ain’t right
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| Your left side jumps and you gotta go, oh ooh yeah |