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Alone in the Dark
When I was but very young
Sorcerers came to claim my mind
Leaving death and hatred to unmask
The master ov the game had won
And let his final sin be known
Killing those who stand in his path
Alone in the dark
Where the demons are torturing me
The dark passages ov revenge is all that I see
Armies ov witches
Are called in from the north
Murders ov elders occur
The high priest ov evil
Has lowered his iron fist
Thousands ov people will die
The slaughter ov the innocent
The house is burning
That lights the sky
My nightmare has begun to unfold
The hissing ov the cobras tongue
Sound and feel ov ripping flesh
Fall two thousand feet from the sky
My terror has controlled my life and
Let my only weakness known
I got to rid this hell from my head
I fight off evil sorcerers
Rid my mind ov his torture and
Meet the falling angel in his realm
Faustus prepares the legions ov the night
Diviners from the far north arrive
Aimlessly people there huddled in a pack
Wreaking deadly havoc on mankind
I fall in my deepest sleep
To meet the evil Astaroth
His title is the grand duke ov hell
I fight until the end is near
To rid my mind ov hopes and fears
My destination lies in my dreams
Sorcerers came to claim my mind
Leaving death and hatred to unmask
The master ov the game had won
And let his final sin be known
Killing those who stand in his path
Alone in the dark
Where the demons are torturing me
The dark passages ov revenge is all that I see
Armies ov witches
Are called in from the north
Murders ov elders occur
The high priest ov evil
Has lowered his iron fist
Thousands ov people will die
The slaughter ov the innocent
The house is burning
That lights the sky
My nightmare has begun to unfold
The hissing ov the cobras tongue
Sound and feel ov ripping flesh
Fall two thousand feet from the sky
My terror has controlled my life and
Let my only weakness known
I got to rid this hell from my head
I fight off evil sorcerers
Rid my mind ov his torture and
Meet the falling angel in his realm
Faustus prepares the legions ov the night
Diviners from the far north arrive
Aimlessly people there huddled in a pack
Wreaking deadly havoc on mankind
I fall in my deepest sleep
To meet the evil Astaroth
His title is the grand duke ov hell
I fight until the end is near
To rid my mind ov hopes and fears
My destination lies in my dreams
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