Extract From: “The Voices of the Dead”
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⏱️ 0:58 duration
🆔 ID: 16868120
📜 Lyrics
Out- out are the lights- out all!
And, over each quivering form,
The curtain, a funeral pall,
Comes down with the rush of a storm
And, over each quivering form,
The curtain, a funeral pall,
Comes down with the rush of a storm