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Thought I had release from all this heat upon my brow
When icy fingers clutching started pulling my soul down
Six feet under ground
Ghastly creatures crowd
And I fall into the fog that creeps along the edge of the air
Stagger back at the tremors of the cold snap
Skeletons and bones crack
Seasons of despair
And I fall into
Fear
What have I become when I come shaking through these doors
Doctor diagnosis send me crashing through the floor
Screaming at the sound
Black cats on the prowl
And I fall into the fog that creeps along the edge of the air
Stagger back at the tremors of the cold snap
Skeletons and bones crack
Seasons of despair
And I fall into
Fear
Black Tuesday used me
Black Tuesday abused me
Black Tuesday confused me
Black Tuesday bruised me
Black Tuesday
(Seventeen)
Used me
(Let me be)
Black Tuesday
(Seventeen)
Abused Me
(Let me be)
Phantoms all around
Death cannot be found
And I fall into the fog that creeps along the edge of the air
Stagger back at the tremors of the cold snap
Skeletons and bones crack
Season of despair
And I fall into
Written by: Derek North
