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Cemetery Lantern (feat. Bad Praxis)
by The Fractal Impulse
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Ice cold hands clawing ground in your mind's eye
Trick of the light, do you freeze or walk by
No moon, no stars, full fog in this graveyard
A corpse can't stir yet you push forth en guarde
The veil of mist like a blindfold wraps you
Without a light you'll never make it through
Breathe sharp, strike a match, the lantern it lives
Undead surround, in the light that it gives
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Ghosts of the past can tell
Stench of fear, penetrates hell
Ghosts of the past have form
Lantern's light, dead pulses warm
Ghosts of the past hold sway
Once you stare, you can't look away
I beseech thee
Leave thine lantern behind
If thou must flee
T'would be most kind
For light brings death to life
Ghosts of the past can tell
Stench of fear, penetrates hell
Ghosts of the past have form
Lantern's light, dead pulses warm
Ghosts of the past hold sway
Once you stare, you can't look away
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Ice cold hands clawing ground in your mind's eye
Trick of the light, do you freeze or walk by
No moon, no stars, full fog in this graveyard
A corpse can't stir yet you push forth en guarde
The veil of mist like a blindfold wraps you
Without a light you'll never make it through
Breathe sharp, strike a match, the lantern it lives
Undead surround, in the light that it gives
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Ghosts of the past can tell
Stench of fear, penetrates hell
Ghosts of the past have form
Lantern's light, dead pulses warm
Ghosts of the past hold sway
Once you stare, you can't look away
I beseech thee
Leave thine lantern behind
If thou must flee
T'would be most kind
For light brings death to life
Ghosts of the past can tell
Stench of fear, penetrates hell
Ghosts of the past have form
Lantern's light, dead pulses warm
Ghosts of the past hold sway
Once you stare, you can't look away
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone
Switch it off, switch it on
The dead surround, the dead are gone