My soul is trembling, asphyxiated exhalation
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But, feel like my name
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Starting around the tombs of marble
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Untouched carry the crew of ages
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An unwed coffin attracts me
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Inside the fear an odd wonder
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Strange prompting as I read the name
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[Chorus:]
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Now rest in my new dwelling
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The property calls "Be done"
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I'm the old coffin spirit
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Master and slave on my own land
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Well hidden behind the pute stars
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Fluttering in distant unknown zones
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Macabre dance with the diastric winds
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Hrismed to haunt the kiss of light
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The Old Coffin Spirit
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| Rotting Christ |
