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The Black Dahlia Murder
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The Fog
Amongst the perilous mists formed of the moon arising new The creature set upon us like a plague Waist deep we proceeded to be butchered in the fog Strafing straight into the clutches of the beast that hell hath spawned
One by one did they scream Dragged beneath the blanket of the mist The mob is damned, born to lose A sacrifice of human meat to lycanthropic bliss
The wolf simply can't resist Shots erupt the strongest men are lost As panic claims this throng Who will hunt and who will be the skinned? The elder evil wins
Where's our bravado now? The drunk and dead begin to pile In vain we laughed and cheered This night that spells our end
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Flashlights are dwindling down By earthly gods we're disavowed Plump sow apple in mouth The wolfen's pending feast
'Above the law!' we declared Now lucky if we're left above the ground Comb the wood, a child we seek So little did we men know that our end would there be found
I held my breath as we happened on the girl Or should I say what was left Father screams uncontrollably He's lost his sanity
Thirty one closed casket funerals Victims of sheer disbelief Thirty one sent to the slaughter to be without reprieve
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Dragged below sight, writhing in the haze Like sitting ducks we are in moments to be splayed
Where's our militia now? Our bravest men a mounting pile To think we toasted rye This night that spells our end
'Above the law!' we declared Now lucky if we're left above the ground Comb the wood, a child we seek So little did we men know that our end would there be found Six feet down
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