Through the years, million tears
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Drops of blood glistening
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And she sings, speaks of dreams
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What will come, what will be
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Of a time yet to come
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I must look, try to see
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Speaks of love, speaks of dreams
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Of eternity
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I've a bad feeling inside
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As I'm drawn to a place
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A hundred corpses
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Woven graves
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The widow now lay inside
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The future is told through her eyes
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This web be not my grave
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From what I'm seeing
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It's not hard believing
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The words of her spell as she speaks
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I have a feeling
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I won't be leaving
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One second more, and I'm spellbound
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I want to look in her eyes
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See what the future will bring
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One step too close and I'm dead
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A numbing cold freezing inside
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Darkness and gloom
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As she spins her web
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It takes your life
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Face to face, eye to eye
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Times unwinding
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As she sings, all it seems
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To hypnotize me
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Touch of doom, for her groom
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She's paralyzing
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Hers to feast when deceased
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Her trap surrounds me
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They won't stay open, my eyes
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The vision's beginning to blur
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Fever beginning to rise
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Spins her web
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The face of death in her eyes
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The kiss of death is on her lips
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The grip of death is in her thighs
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Spins her web
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Spins her web
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It's no use pleading
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The beast is needing me
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For the spell has been cast
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I feel her kisses
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My life dismisses
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One last kiss and I'm spellbound
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Death is the only surprise
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Cunning her prey with her lies
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Taking you down then you're
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Spellbound
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Too many brave men have died
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To know what tomorrow will bring
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Another cast on a silk tomb
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Spellbound
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Death is the only surprise
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Cunning her prey with her lies
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Taking you down then you're
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Spellbound
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Too many brave men have died
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To know what tomorrow will bring
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Another cast on a silk tomb
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Spellbound
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Spellbound
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SPELLBOUND
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| Misfits |
