Evil Dead Songtext
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FEAR
The eyes, they can not fear me
The voice just passes me by
As far as I can see
The only thing I fear is the sigh
The sigh of endless weariness
It fills the room with air
A smell of rotten lungs
and badly groomed long hair
ENTRANCE
Together they form a vortex
turning loose the brains in my head
The sigh predicts the changing hour
the hour of the
The eyes, they can not fear me
The voice just passes me by
As far as I can see
The only thing I fear is the sigh
The sigh of endless weariness
It fills the room with air
A smell of rotten lungs
and badly groomed long hair
ENTRANCE
Together they form a vortex
turning loose the brains in my head
The sigh predicts the changing hour
the hour of the
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