Sunday, February 12, 2017

TO HELL AND BACK



  1. The night holds you so tight.
    You must not fear or fight.
    You belong to us now.
    I say this with a bow.
    You will follow us to hell.
    As we ring the nightly bell.
    Our servants you will be.
    You’ll never be set free.
    The town belongs to us.
    No reason for a fuss.
    The Dead are here to stay.
    Come with us and play.
    THE DEAD GAME