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Ghostly Whisper
Through My tears and Sorrow
I'll sleep until tomorrow
Until I'll wake
And find a different kind of day
And with my limbs so weary
And my eyes tender and teary
I'll somehow find the courage
To stand up to you and say ..
May flights of devils carry you
May the thought of me harry you
all throughout the night
and through the day
May the good Lord turn his back
May you find the faith you lack
May you burn inside the Hell
Where you must stay
You didn't want to hurt me
Instead you killed me curtly
I know you got your pleasure
From my pain
I know now what you fear
It's my voice you only hear
As I nightly whisper in your ear
These words I say in vain
May flights of devils carry you
May the thought of me harry you
all throughout the night
and through the day
May the good Lord turn his back
May you find the faith you lack
May you burn inside the Hell
Where you must stay
You haven't me to hurt now
You'll find another somehow
You'll create a price
and demand that she must pay
But every night while sleeping
You'll see my sad eyes weeping
And hear my dead voice creeping
Inside your head my words will stay
May flights of devils carry you
May the thought of me harry you
all throughout the night
and through the day
May the good Lord turn his back
May you find the faith you lack
May you burn inside the Hell
Where you'll now pay
I'll sleep until tomorrow
Until I'll wake
And find a different kind of day
And with my limbs so weary
And my eyes tender and teary
I'll somehow find the courage
To stand up to you and say ..
May flights of devils carry you
May the thought of me harry you
all throughout the night
and through the day
May the good Lord turn his back
May you find the faith you lack
May you burn inside the Hell
Where you must stay
You didn't want to hurt me
Instead you killed me curtly
I know you got your pleasure
From my pain
I know now what you fear
It's my voice you only hear
As I nightly whisper in your ear
These words I say in vain
May flights of devils carry you
May the thought of me harry you
all throughout the night
and through the day
May the good Lord turn his back
May you find the faith you lack
May you burn inside the Hell
Where you must stay
You haven't me to hurt now
You'll find another somehow
You'll create a price
and demand that she must pay
But every night while sleeping
You'll see my sad eyes weeping
And hear my dead voice creeping
Inside your head my words will stay
May flights of devils carry you
May the thought of me harry you
all throughout the night
and through the day
May the good Lord turn his back
May you find the faith you lack
May you burn inside the Hell
Where you'll now pay
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