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A cry shivers the
A in agony that shrieks above the trees
In a land where no one
In a land where spirits dwell hear their screams

The old man clutches his heart as he looks to the
He knows his time has
A woman stands in the dark, her is white with snow
Nightmares just

Fates warning is heard, run up and down the spine
Of those who
The old and decrepit seen, they mourn in the night
Young and restless they

Moon looks through the storm
cracks the sky, she screams throughout the night
The laughing spreads his wings and looks you in the eye
And at you in spite

Spirits of innocence me away
Dancing her pitiful ritual, she's her prey
The bard and the banshee sound a wail
Predestined hour has come, let it

The old man wakes the dawn
upon his brow, he gets the spell
Father found in the moors
The people mourn, hear the church's

Moon looks through the storm
cracks the sky, and she screams, yeah
The laughing spreads his wings
And you in the eye, and laughs

The of innocence take me away
Dancing her pitiful she's stalking her prey
She's your way, the bard and the banshee
Sound a wail, predestined hour has come

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