Once upon a time there was a modern fair maiden
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With a lifetime that looked ever bright
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Last of pure and innocence was her guard
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Yet she's open for attack
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But wanting excitment she sought
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To fulfill a desire deep inside
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Now comes a decision for love and forgiveness
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She said, "I don't need this foolish Christ!"
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Instead it was time for a dive into life
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To see how far she could go
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Throwing away her freedom
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She's looking for her chains
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With a heart turned hard, back to a way
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That could save her life
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She ventures out in a curious fashion
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With no caution or fear
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To see what she could find
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Huh? What kind of story is this?
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Recriter with crafty evil
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Looking for their prey
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There's an evening of high evil approaching
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Thieves of lost and lonely children
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Sbatching lives for deadly gain
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Feeling secure
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In a crowd that gives you welcome
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Friends who you know
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But you don't know
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She loves their mysterious ways and the presence
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They bring to her life
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But what she doesn't know
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She'll prove curiosity killed the cat
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"Sure I believe in Satan"
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She exclaims with unstable thought
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She goes through a door
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And can't get back through
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Now the test
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The night came
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When unspoken wickedness became reality
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Before me they showed
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Their truest evil and every form of lust, perversion and blasphemy
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With hunger for more
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I scream, "I can't get involved in this!"
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They smiled, "you're already in
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And soon you'll be the main event!"
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The night has come, ceremonial alter
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Waiting to be painted with the blood of the weak
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Black robes surrounding the sacrifice
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To be slain in white
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Her body and blood brings them power
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They hunger for the feast
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I can't express the horrors
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And sadness of this place
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As hell itself is visiting
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Through a five pointed star
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I hear chanting sung by demons
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And a choir of despairing void
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As they prepare ceremonial alter
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For their lord Satan
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I'm running for my life
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A despairing victim with no escape
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I caught and returned to the alter of death
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My face to the black sky
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Winds begin to stir
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I lie a wait for my fateful death
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There's a dark one now I can see
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Waiting to take me down
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I realize the life I could've had
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With the God of love and power
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But I turned and spat on his face
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And sought a foolish desire
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There's no winner in the game they play
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The killer and the prey
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Will burn in torment
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Screaming and pleading I beg for life
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Then I stop and only cry
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The draw and encircle
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About me for the time has finally come
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Oh Lord, please God help me
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The dagger's coming down!
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Escaping The Alter
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Betrayal |