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I hid them under the floor; for they being here made me sore
And on that day I felt kinda hazy
Now they still gotta be there, ´cos there not going anywhere
Whith severed limbs - or call me crazy?
But there are voices in the darkness
In my house every time I close my eyesIn the dead of night I hear em sigh The Children of the night are calling
Hear ´em cry they still defy endlessly I feel like falling now they're all
My children of the nightThese skulls are so small; here are seven of them in all
I swear to god, now they're deadly silence
But still there voices in the darkness, getting louder all the timeIn the dead of night I hear em sigh The Children of the night are calling
Hear ´em cry they still defy endlessly I feel like falling now they're all
My children of the nightNow little feet tap at the end of my bed
remorse I seize
I feel theres someone leaning over my head
7 breaths, they freeze!In the dead of night I hear them sigh The Children of the night are calling
I hear a cry they still defy endlessly I feel like falling
In the dead of night I hear them sigh The Children of the night are calling
I hear a cry they still defy endlessly I feel like falling on the road
My children of the night