On the top of a hill
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where an icy wind's blowing
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there is a hole in the ground
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In the deep shadows
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between moss-grown deep rocks
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a demon is creeping around
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A long time ago
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a handful of brave men
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arrested the beast in this cave
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they blessed the prison
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with clear holy water
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from this time on the Earth was safe
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'till now, the beast hasn't died
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I know that hell's still alive
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'till now, he lurks in the night
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I know that hell's still alive
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Since five hundred years
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he's waiting impatient
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for someone to open his cage
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The demon is roaring
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greedy for vengeance
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his black soul is foaming with rage
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'till now, the beast hasn't died
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I know that hell's still alive
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'till now, he lurks in the night
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I know that hell's still alive
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You hear a whispering voice
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it confuses your brain
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You're in a fever
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the words nearly drive you insane
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You're forced to climb onto the hill
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of man's destiny
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You're forced to desecrate the place
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to set him free
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'till now...
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Hell's Still Alive
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| Stormwitch |
