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turn the lamp down low
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shelter me
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turn the lamp down low
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rising up to see
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please don't go
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do you feel a flame that's burning
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as the candle dies
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do you see the spirits stirring
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as you close your eyes
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do you sense the slow advancement
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as the twilight thins
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do you see the serpent dancing
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as it sheds it's skin
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turn the lamp down low
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please don't go
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does the sun renounce it's kingdowm
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as the shadows fall
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does a fool rejoice in wisdom
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when the raven calls
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do you embrace the dancing clayman
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as he tears your flesh
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do you hear the souls screaming
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in the serpent's mesh
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turn the lamp down low
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please don't go
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do you need the consolation
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of a dead man's hand
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as the tears of desolation
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flood a dead man's land
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do you seek your soul's redemption
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under fervent skies
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don't you see your own reflection
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in the serpent's eye
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Turn The Lamp Down Low
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| The Tea Party |
