Extract From: "The Voice Of The Dead"
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โฑ๏ธ 0:58 duration
๐ ID: 9147303
๐ 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