Beware beware the day has come, hallowed you must become.
beware beware the day has come, the dead undead will turn.
haunted by your name, haunted by your face, haunted by the rythm of your days.
ghosts of my past, stay away... do not stir what must be stared.
Beware Beware, the shadow is in there, the hunger grows for them.
The wolf is rising to the moon, and howling a tune.
A circle must be broken, a heart must be mended, a dead must be burried.
join the club... mend thy heart... go out and have fun.
jueves 30 de octubre de 2008
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