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The FogWhen the night is falling And the land is dark Gentle it seems to be Feel he's creeping and crawling Feel he's creeping and crawling No one turns on a light, be paralyzed Be frozen tonight No one turns on a light, be paralyzed Be frozen tonight Lost in the darkness, inevitable fate Being haunted by a million screams Feel he's creeping and crawling Feel he's creeping and crawling No one turns on a light, be paralyzed Be frozen tonight No one turns on a light, be paralyzed Be frozen tonight Deep tone violent sound Faces hit onto the ground When the fog comes over As night becomes the day Has swept it all away And the haunting is over |