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I hid them under the floor,

for them being here made me sore

and on that day I felt kinda hazey.

Now they still gotta be there

'cause they are not going anywhere

with severed limbs, or call me crazy.

But there are voices in the darkness,

in my house, every time I close my eyes.

In the dead of night I hear them sigh,

the Children of the night are calling.

I Hear them cry, they still defy,

endlessly I fell like falling.

Now they're all my children of the night.

These skulls are so small,

here are seven of them in all

I swear to God now they

are deadly silent.

But still there's voices in the darkness,

getting louder all the time.

In the dead of night I hear them sigh,

the Children of the night are calling.

I Hear them cry, they still defy,

endlessly I fell like falling.

Now they're all my children of the night.

Now little feet tap at the

end of my bed, remorse I seize.

I feel there's someone leaning over

my head, seven breaths they freeze.

In the dead of night I hear them sigh,

the Children of the night are calling.

I Hear them cry, they still defy,

endlessly I fell like falling.

Dead of night I hear them sigh,

the Children of the night are calling.

I Hear them cry, they still defy,

endlessly I fell like falling.

Now they're all my children of the night.