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Prevaer of lost souls
the dead walking
lost and alone
lead along with a gentle hand
the moonlight glittering off the curve of my scythe
come my little ones ..
my lost souls
let me lead you into light
lost and alone
lead along with a gentle hand
the moonlight glittering off the curve of my scythe
come my little ones ..
my lost souls
let me lead you into light
Published 2nd Oct 2011
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