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Phantom In The Darkness
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Satanic Serenades I Haunt this place...
In the darkness of night and the gloom of the day
Cold, quiet walls in spider webs decorated
Constricting, expanding across the world
A museum framed in darkened splendor
Past and present are at once
In timeless seasons endlessly cycling the eternal now
I Haunt this place...
Whatever ghosts were scared away
Replaced by devils' rising squall
Room to room, dimensions, signs
The strangest lights possess your mind
Nightmare orchestras of fear and bliss
Chanting forth from this Abyss
I Haunt this place...
I walk in shadows dressed in black
Footsteps quake the earth
To catch a glimpse of phantom's thrall
To make you gasp, to make you fall
In passion's fright, pleasure and pain
Await in secret, the touch you crave
I Haunt this place...
The twisted tree lurches west
Moonlight filters in the fog
A swirling breeze, a gentle toning
Black reflections cast and forming
Grotesque shapes alive and growing
A mystery incarnate roaming
I Haunt this place...
