Wicked shadows Lurking trough the hearts of men Burning pyres Holy flame to purge the land Lost in lust for Satan, fury from the sky Avoid her witching gaze Dont look into her eyes Tried and marked Hooded men complete the task Condemnation Forced by nails to wear the mask In death you cursed your blood, screaming as you die Her beauty is your doom Dont look into her eyes YOU LOSE YOUR LIFE THE DARKNESS WILL THRIVE ON BLACK SUNDAY ON THIS WICKED NIGHT HER CURSE SHALL ARRIVE ON BLACK SUNDAY Crypt of darkness Entombed alive in holy ground Evils waiting A nightmare waiting to be found Returning from the dead to haunt you in the night She rises from the grave Dont look into her eyes YOU LOSE YOUR LIFE THE DARKNESS WILL THRIVE ON BLACK SUNDAY ON THIS WICKED NIGHT HER CURSE SHALL ARRIVE ON BLACK SUNDAY Tied and marked Hooded men complete the task Condemnation Forced by nails to wear the mask Returning from the dead, she haunted you in the night You did not heed my warning You looked into her eyes YOU LOSE YOUR LIFE THE DARKNESS WILL THRIVE ON BLACK SUNDAY ON THIS WICKED NIGHT HER CURSE SHALL ARRIVE ON BLACK SUNDAY
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