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Sometimes in the darkness of night

You see a figure move against the light

What could it be?

This shadow that only you can see

Feel the hair on your back raise

As the wraith passes by the veil

Fearing the curse

You hold tight the candles flame

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Beware the demon that breeds fear

You tremble, you shiver, you stir

See now the spirit that haunts here

Hear the spectral shrieks occur

Beware the demon that breeds fear

You tremble, you shiver, you stir

Beware the witching hour

Spirits roam free in the night

Somehow through the pale even tide

You hear the footsteps from the other side

Could it be you?

Feel its evil presence reaching through

Like a cold spot in a warm room

Icy fingers caress your spine

Fearing the worst

Death descends on black wings

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Your heart is racing

I’m reaching out for your soul

I’ll strike at the third bells toll

Beware the witching hour, beware