Demons on his black steed
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Racing through forests night
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His heads is nowhere to be found
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It's a terryfying sight
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Hew scours 'round the countryside
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Silver blade in hand
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No citizen is safe tonight
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He gets what he demands
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In sleepy hollow (your head is up for grabs)
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In sleepy hollow (fear for your life)
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In sleepy hollow (it's you he seeks to find)
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In sleepy hollow (beware the night)
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When you least expect it
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When the horseman strikes
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He flies out of the darkness
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You sense something's not right
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He wields his sword, you hear the steel
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He's bearing down on you
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You pray to god to spare your life
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Then slice, you know you're thru
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He's got some heads, now you would think
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His nights work was through
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Not until the sunrise, will he stop hunting you
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His stolen skull must be returned
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So he can rest in peace
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Until then it seems my friend
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You're probably dead meat
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Sleepy Hollow
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Attacker |