Long are the twisted vines
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Growing and gnarled inside
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Look and you'll find
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That they never die
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Long are the twisted vines
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Deth red moon
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Going down
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Deth red moon
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Burning down
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Cold is the wailing night
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Gone are the tranquil skies
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Look 'round you'll see
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All the longing eyes
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Cold is the wailing night
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And there's no escaping
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From this hell it's making
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And there's no escaping
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Now
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Deth Red Moon
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| Danzig |
