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The storm was gone, but clouds still hung around
The perfect for things to come, late afternoon
She was still in bed after her to the crypt
Someone was Henry's name
Or was it only in her

A dream of glass, glass cutting into flesh
Rain red, blood running for the dead

[Solo:

Again she a name... it was louder, but the same

was fighting his way out of bed
[J:] "Where is Henry and why is he late?"
[A:] "He didn't very well today
So I sent him back to bed and there stay
But I, my dear, will cater to needs
For you I will be the hand, the hand feeds"

Abigail with her revenge
Her old was back
It made her remember her of broken glass
"Use it in your scheme, the glass"

Mike]

Broken glass crushed into glace
Making dinner for Jonathan, Abigail was fun
Would it be romantic dinner or slaughter of the
Would glass be cutting deep, deep into the flesh of a man?

was enjoyed by candlelight
And was wearing his
Funeral suit, it put him in the right
it took, he would do

[Outro Andy]

He was in love... he was in again
He was in love... he was in love
But Abigail would soon his love away
Feed his away

"Dinner is served"