Hello from the cracks cuz I’ll be back
A spirit seldom stopping to rest
Hello from the street of NYC
Give her my best
It was not just me you know damn well
They call them the 22 disciples of hell
But I am still here always with her
Yours in murder
So if you have, haven’t heard from me
Don’t you think that I, that I went to sleep
I’ll be back again to haunt you with my words
Like the duke of death now I must be heard
Oh I watch the world, watch the world go by
As I’m looking in, in from the outside
Maybe we will meet, meeting face to face
Even when I’m gone you will take my place
Hello from the cracks cuz I’ll be back
The voices inside my head understand
When the demon speaks
I listen close to his demands
Once again I’m back from the sewers
A city again awaits my attack
I’ll absolve your sins knocking on coffins
Yours in murder
A spirit seldom stopping to rest
Hello from the street of NYC
Give her my best
It was not just me you know damn well
They call them the 22 disciples of hell
But I am still here always with her
Yours in murder
So if you have, haven’t heard from me
Don’t you think that I, that I went to sleep
I’ll be back again to haunt you with my words
Like the duke of death now I must be heard
Oh I watch the world, watch the world go by
As I’m looking in, in from the outside
Maybe we will meet, meeting face to face
Even when I’m gone you will take my place
Hello from the cracks cuz I’ll be back
The voices inside my head understand
When the demon speaks
I listen close to his demands
Once again I’m back from the sewers
A city again awaits my attack
I’ll absolve your sins knocking on coffins
Yours in murder
( Foxlore )
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