Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks - The Mouldering One Returns | Текст песни

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• Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks
• The Mouldering One Returns

Hear the scratching at the window
He knew that she’d be back
Though many years have passed now
She’s finally home at last

Chorus:
And the grave may hold her bones
Her skin is soft as mold
But the grave can’t hold her ghost
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Her lips are black and cold now
Her eyes are dull and grey
These endless days of darkness
Must finally pass away

Chorus

Now she stands before him
He longs to feel her skin
He lifts his hand to touch her
But she fades away again

Chorus

Darling, please don’t leave me
He bangs his voodoo drum
The house, it starts to creaking
But never does she come

Chorus

Yes the grave may hold her bones
Her skin is soft as mold
But the grave can’t hold her ghost

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