CRUSADES LYRICS

"Attic"

And I’d scream “Lord don’t let him win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in
That train’s on time and my soul is on the line…”

Nights in that attic it was more than just fear
The horned silhouette drawing steadily near
As screams turned to vomit you’d shrug as were taught
While that in the shadows consumed every thought

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