Verse 1:

These winds are blowing demons in
Again “The Fog” is rolling in
Grows thin revealing ghosts of men
hooks drawn avenging prior sin
Shipwrecked deceived by firelight
Strange things bumping in the night
Revenge as the corpse will rise
Realize that all six must DIE


Verse 2:

You hear knocking at the door
number 4 listening in horror
Terror sweeping through the town
red eyes cutting people down
no one answers screaming calls
they want what’s buried in the walls
your head is their final prize
realize that all six must DIE

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