| Midnight within a silent corpse garden
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| The full moon rising, demon inviting
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| An auspicious moment, a paranormal sighting
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| As I stare with deepest eyes, something deep within me dies
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| Beneath her stolen veil stares those lost eyes
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| A statue of an angel with frozen tear-filled eyes
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| Another soul is lost and another human dies
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| Vain from the ignorance of believing in their lies
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| Murdered in the name, the name of Jesus Christ
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| As bloody tears run from mother Mary’s eyes
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| Witnessing a murder a killer on the loose
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| Lying dead under a cold moon decaying on a noose
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| Night stalking the horror, watching the art of the kill
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| A velvet cloaked assassin, a soul that cannot heal
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| Armed with rosary and dagger the footprints to a grave
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| Screaming bloody murder, screaming from the grave
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| A statue of an angel with frozen tear-filled eyes
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| Another soul is lost and another human dies
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| Vain from the ignorance of believing in their lies
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| Murdered in the name, the name of Jesus Christ
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| As bloody tears run from mother Mary’s eyes |