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Lay With The Wicked

A Pale Horse Named Death

Behind a black veil with all her snakesThe smell of candles permeatesShe looked at me and said a curseThen it all took a turn for the worstSee the witches sing and danceRituals put me in a tranceSeeing stars and now it's blackShe sent my soul to burn with the damnedVoodoo woman put a spell on meShe stabs her dolls and buries them six feet deepThrowing flowers and dancing with the deadShe takes my soul and I lay with the wickedVoodoo woman put a spell on meShe stabs her dolls and buries them six feet deepThrowing flowers and dancing with the deadShe takes my soul and I lay with the wickedAnd I lay with the wickedAnd I lay with the wickedAnd I lay with the wickedAnd I lay with the wickedAnd you lay me downAnd you lay me downAnd you lay me downAnd you lay me downAnd you lay me down






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