The Turning

Lurking out of sight

Night shall fall and feed my frenzy

Beneath an eerie moon a change comes over me

Eyes glow by candlelight

A face divided in the mirror

My psyche ripped by daggers of my alchemy

Side by side with myself again

As midnight's curse descends on trembling hands

Oh, Save my soul

Losing control when the bells toll

Savage on the prowl

In the lamplight's glow, nocturnal

My breath hangs

Like ghosts in the evening air

This ill effect

A vile creation

Of my design

Abomination

The madness rages on and on and on and on

Side by side with myself again

As midnight's curse descends on trembling hands

Oh, Save my soul

Losing control

When the bells toll

Oh, Feed my soul

I'm in control

When the bells toll

Oh, Save my soul

Losing control

When the bells toll

Oh, Feed my soul

I'm in control

When the bells toll

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