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Letra de What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse, The Black Dahlia Murder
this twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell in
dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch’s spell where the
doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane where shamblers
dwell in dom moon light beyond the warmth of day liars line the roads
at dawn watchful eyes are upon you held sacred weapons to the sacred
revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell blood flows down the
streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh where a horrible curse
taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking death unholy
inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate driven insane
by the dark one to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks the undead
are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds they dance by
night and drink the blood of a child‘s broken neck his spires are growing
taller still their shadows stretching throughout the land freeing the
evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man into the tower never go
the horrors multiply gears can mince the strongest ones leaving heroes
paralyzed the rivers flow with poison the sands swallow you whole the
ghouls that roam this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat