The night holds you so tight.You must not fear or fight.You belong to us now.I say this with a bow.You will follow us to hell.As we ring the nightly bell.Our servants you will be.You’ll never be set free.The town belongs to us.No reason for a fuss.The Dead are here to stay.Come with us and play.THE DEAD GAME
Sunday, February 12, 2017
TO HELL AND BACK
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