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What a Horrible Night to Have a Curse

๐Ÿ‘ค The Black Dahlia Murder โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Nocturnal โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:51
๐ŸŽต 1626 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:51 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 2442679

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bound of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed
To be unleashed upon this council of hell

Blood flows down the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby
With the forms of the walking dead

Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one
To bring fourth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck

His spires are growing taller still
Their shadows spreading throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man

Into the tower never go, the horrors multiply
The gears can mince the strongest ones, leaving heroes paralyzed
The rivers flow with poison
The sands swallow you whole
The ghouls that roam this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat

Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one
To bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck

His spires are growing taller still
Their shadows spreading throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:26.89] This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
[00:33.97] In dreams of black beyond the bound of a withered witch's spell
[00:40.48] Where the doors surely are locked when the sun threatens to wane
[00:47.38] Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light beyond the warmth of day
[00:54.30] Liars line the roads at dawn
[00:57.23] Watchful eyes are upon you held
[01:00.07] Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed
[01:04.06] To be unleashed upon this council of hell
[01:07.26] Blood flows down the streets at night where wolves cry out for flesh
[01:13.51] Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby
[01:17.64] With the forms of the walking dead
[01:20.52] Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
[01:27.57] Driven insane by the dark one
[01:30.51] To bring fourth the foul biddings he speaks
[01:33.75] The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
[01:40.18] They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
[01:47.33] His spires are growing taller still
[01:50.29] Their shadows spreading throughout the land
[01:54.05] Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
[02:01.58]
[02:27.26] Into the tower never go, the horrors multiply
[02:34.11] The gears can mince the strongest ones, leaving heroes paralyzed
[02:40.58] The rivers flow with poison
[02:43.57] The sands swallow you whole
[02:47.09] The ghouls that roam this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat
[02:54.31] Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
[03:00.60] Driven insane by the dark one
[03:04.02] To bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
[03:07.29] The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
[03:13.76] They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
[03:20.52] His spires are growing taller still
[03:23.73] Their shadows spreading throughout the land
[03:27.65] Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
[03:36.50]

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