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HalloweenIf blood is freezing in your vein No sound from your heart to gainHalloween
Shadows rising of the sun Evoked by the fallen one
The cold hand of Death himself Grazes your body, takes your health
Tombs are opening suddenly Demons masses are set free
Shady characters crawling out Night gives shelter like a shroud
The Evil is summoned once more Now it's HALLOWEEN fore sure
by ~stoegl
AlterationI don't think I need you now Don't know why and don't know howAlteration
But I think I'll part from you Try to search for something new
I won't leave you all alone Earlier you should have known
I won't blame you, won't get sad But there are changes in my head
Rid of you I'm feeling free And there's a future I can see
by ~stoegl
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Once, I dug a pit and filled it with clouds. Or was it clowns? Doesn't matter. But it wasn't the best idea. And it really began to smell. Must have been clowns. Clouds don't smell bad. They taste of butter! And tears.
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Once, I dug a pit and filled it with clouds. Or was it clowns? Doesn't matter. But it wasn't the best idea. And it really began to smell. Must have been clowns. Clouds don't smell bad. They taste of butter! And tears.
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