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The Land Beyond the Dark
04:37
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Bedtime, they whisk me off to sleep.
Shut the light, draw the shades,
Mom tucks me in the sheets.
Close the door… silence…
The stairway creaks, the shadows creep,
The evil takes its form.
Brand new world now,
A stranger in my mind.
Here again I need a friend
They haunt me in my mind.
You can’t find me I’m in
The Land Beyond the Dark.
It’s where they come for you.
Hide your secrets deep in
The Land Beyond the Dark.
There’s nothing you can do.
Wake, Awake from this haunted hell.
Eyes, red eyes ominous and fell.
Run, I run. They’ve surrounded me.
Try to scream but I cannot speak.
We are of your mind,
Are we of mankind?
In this world I’m a ruthless king.
Here, I’m weak with no following.
Fears and sins are now fangs and claws
In the land where there are no laws.
We are of your mind
Are we of mankind?
Running from the past, running from my thoughts,
Running from the demons that would set me on my course.
This twisted blurry world is a creation all my own
If I would choose to leave it I would face the world alone.
Cold and sweating, sensing hate.
Must escape my fate.
The land beyond
The Dark!
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My Evil Arms
04:04
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Sweet delicate sunshine baby what did I do to you?
I remember tasting your sweat for the first time it was true
You said you would love me always, you gave yourself to me
I feel so bad and that feels so good oh honey don't rescue me
Come here baby and rest your bones inside my evil arms
Expose dispose I suppose I should make you reborn
Come here baby and rest your bones inside my evil arms
Fragile nubile all the while child your heart is filled with bile
A box of chocolates a bunch of flowers would make you so upset
But alabaster and streaks of red would make your dry bones wet
There's something about the leather strapped across your chest
I start to smell it, I get right there, I'm giving you the best
Come here baby and rest your bones inside my evil arms
Expose dispose I suppose I should make you reborn
Come here baby and rest your bones inside my evil arms
Fragile nubile all the while child your heart is filled with bile
Sweet delicate sunshine baby what did I do to you?
I remember tasting your sweat for the first time it was true
You said you would love me always, you gave yourself to me
I feel so bad and that feels so good oh honey don't rescue me
Come here baby and rest your bones inside my evil arms
Expose dispose I suppose I should make you reborn
Come here baby and rest your bones inside my evil arms
Fragile nubile all the while child your heart is filled with bile
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The Headless Horseman
04:52
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King of the Undead, envy for their matter grey
Astride his screaming steed, riding down the mortals.
Terrified townsmen huddle in corners, children run afraid
Thundering hooves sound as women plead and flee his vorpal blade.
Three witch crones, bring us a head (head, head head head head))
If it is true, then you’ll be mortal.
The headless horseman
One glimpse your foot’s in the grave
The headless horseman
Now he wants… your head too!
The horseman’s history is steeped in blood and prophesy.
A promise once was made of endless sovereignty.
Deception ensues, a guillotine falls and so becomes enslaved.
Now he’s obsessed with gathering skulls and brings them to this cave.
What a pretty gift this is but it shall not do.
Bring another one; we’ll provide the glue.
The headless horseman
One glimpse your foot’s in the grave
The headless horseman
Now he wants… your head too!
And then one day a dream spoke to him.
It told the curse was from his three witch friends.
“I shall have my vengeance and they will have their own.
I shall overcome the curse of the three witch crones!”
Now, through the forest and valleys he rides
Seeks, to eliminate all of their lies.
“Hags! You shall pay for your base trickery!”
No, if you slay us then you’ll never be.
“Silence crones the curse is yours
My death is worth the price!”
No my duckling stay your hand
We need just one mooooooorre…
The headless horseman
One glimpse your foot’s in the grave
The headless horseman
Now he wants… your head
The headless horseman
One glimpse your foot’s in the grave
The headless horseman
Now he wants… one, two, three heads on a plate!
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