The Ghost of Cain - текст песни
The Ghost of Cain
(B. Dickinson / A. Smith)
In your hour of darkness be not afraid
As the moonlight shivers on your grave
Come back to find you here
Save you from the danger
Come back to lead you home
From the hooded stranger
Conjuring the ghost of Cain
He won't let you fall again
Return your soul to sleep again
Conjuring the ghost of Cain
Cross a cork with silver, won't save you now
You must pay the ferryman, pay him somehow
There's only one place left
To take you across the river
You'll never know who saved you
The angel who delivered
Conjuring the ghost of Cain
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