Mother fell in the harsh of winter
Buried shallow next to little sister

Father and sons lost their faith
Broken cross, Christ is a wraith

It haint
The devil gives what one desires
It haint

He wrote his name in human wine
Smeared on a cadaver's spine
They'd meet again to seal the sign
In 1876, ten years time

It haint
The devil gives what one desires
It haint

Deep in the shadows the darkness always leered, remembering the day

Ten years slipped by
It haint
Here comes the hand out of the darkness
It haint

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