He's looking at me with his eyes closed and his lips are moving fast
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Little drops are dripping now from his chin upon his chest
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And every time I try to escape, the little dwarf appears and fades
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His glassy hand it touches me, I smell the air of death and life
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Walking through the ballroom of the dead I hear two ghostly voices and a dark duet
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Hearin the music of the minuet
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Walkin through the ballroom of the dead
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Voices, I wish they were signing glad
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His glassy hand, it touches me, I smell the air of death and life
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Walking through the ballroom of the dead I hear two ghostly voices and a dark duet
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Hearin the music of the minuet
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Walkin through the ballroom of the dead
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Voices, I wish they were signing glad
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Hearing the music of the minuet
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Ghostly voices, dark duet
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Hearing the music of the minuet
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Ghostly voices, dark duet
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I don't wanna die!
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Hearing the music of the minuet
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I don't wanna die!
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Ghostly voices, dark duet
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I don't wanna die!
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Hearing the music of the minuet
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I don't wanna die!
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Ghostly voices, dark duet
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I don't wanna die!
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I don't wanna die!
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The Truth About Arthur
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| Golden Earring |
