Singing la lalalalala la la And the night over London lay At night they would go walking 'till the breaking of the day The morning is for sleeping Through the dark streets, they go searching, to see God in their own way Save the nighttime for your

Get out of here. Cold, dark sea Wrapping its arms around me, Pulling me down to the deep. All eyes on me. I pushed you away Although I wished you could stay. So many words left unsaid,

A grey white face painted in a shape of a skull A shadowy Loa, with red eyes, so cold in the dark You are my call of the day Praying to open the gate You’ve been fooled by Marie For years we been sealing the deal You, for immortality Breathing, breathing

Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead. Imprisoned souls. Trapped for eternity. Black crows break the silence. The garden of the dead s alive