Empty streets wihtout a sound
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Doors are locked no life is found
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Anticipation the moon is round
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God forsaken this little town
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Velled in dusk
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Velled in dusk
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You can't stop hiding from the omens!
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Visitors now often sighted
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But long dead guests are not invited
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Candles lit though not ignited
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Flicker and move as if excited
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[Chorus]
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Signs of movement amidst the grave
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A churchbell chimes no one's to blame
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Silent prayers are hasty spoken
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Wish the dawn would now be broken
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[Chorus]
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Omens
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| Witchery |
