Standing in the misty graveyard Thunder rollin', Moon ascendin' Screaming vegetation Sinks down onto the mud At midnight, nothin' is as it seems Whisterlin' wind and evil powers Predators cower from pouring rain And hail Darekness tightens it's grip The hardest part of any dream Is the night Ivy clingin' to the wall Birds beginin' to call Wind howlin' through skeletal trees Moon comes up, the shadows freeze Darkness tightens it's grip.Birth sign: Virgo
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