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In Ireland it was raining blood

For seventeen straight days

A man from rural Wisconsin

Had another evil little face

Father saw behind the window

A line of silent men

Children woke up at the dawn

And never spoke again

Wonder where my soul has gone?

Sundown caught my mind undone

Thousand little legs they crawl

A horde of rats bite through the wall

Don't wake up

There's a wound on the door

And the ceiling is bleeding

Don't wake up

There's a blood on the floor

And the carpet is screaming

In Hollow Lake a ship

Of deadmen came ashore

Natives saw a distant peak

That was not there before

At midnight something sinister

Came knocking on the doors

And all bad children fell to hell

Through cracks in the floors

Wonder where my soul has gone?

Sundown caught my mind undone

Darkness sits upon my chest

Where mother spider weaves its nest