Is there a place deep within
A place where you hide your darkest sins
There's a strange kind of ambiance,
It's surrounding you
As a songstress you lure me,
Towards the truth

Candles die down as you leave the room
In my heart you leave no gloom
As you lure me I know the truth
You're a leprechaun, I see you through

Is there a place deep within
A place where you hide your darkest sins
There's a strange kind of ambiance,
It's surrounding you
As a songstress you lure me,
Towards the truth.

The shadows of the night,
Are unleashed again.
Where their greed begins,
The end is near.
A morbid hunger for blood,
Lies in their cold black eyes
They've come to take our lifes away.

One by one they died.
A massacre that took all night
They had no chance, it was no fight
You can't kill what has been killed before,
They died...

With shadows on its tale.
He stepped through the portal,
Locked the door and ate the key.
With his life they took their way to freedom,
And be became the final keeper of the key.

Cold are the bones of thy soldiers
Longing for home, their little paradise
I don't feel redemption on their side

Fallen from grace, help me rise again
Fallen from grace, help me through
Fallen from grace, help me through
Fallen from grace

Feel these hands, the pressure, the cold, tremble
Do you hear these words
Do you feel the wounds
I'll never help you through

Cold are thy souls
I feel the resentment,
They feel betrayed
They hate the cold
I don't feel redemption on their side

Fallen from grace, help me rise again
Fallen from grace, help me through.

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