Rows of Six
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The thinnest crescent moon I'd better get back soon Avoid main roads, as I've been told that's where they like to fly I sneak down alleyways Behind the preacher's place A peek inside the cellar spies the room where hell untwined The servant's empty bed The girls left her for dead My torch blows out although I doubt the winds have moved tonight A stillness in the streets No night birds call to me A flicker in the forest and I'm pulled towards my demise My body shakes in fits My zombie feet persist Their wicked skin and ghouls within have got me by the wrist I've seem them in my dreams But now I'm not asleep The fire glows and moonlight shows the knives my flesh will meet What wine is this? Metallic crimson bliss We're born in rows of six And roam amongst the sticks Your spectral sights Pay witness to our flights Surrender to your fright A harvest moon delight Don't go and burn your friends Crush them 'til they confess I would doubt you ever found the devils that you fuss about
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