Crawling out into the Night

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Crawling out into the night

With the thirst for blood…

But she’s burning now

And going to hell…

But every night

She’ll call out the dead.

And dry a new heart.

Her eyes will fade to white.

She drank the blood of the living.

People says she’s the devil’s daughter

And she needs to die.

So she crawls out of her grave tonight,

And now she’s burning to hell.

(K.J.F) 

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