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30 East Drive

With uneasy tension in the air
Your body turns into an chilled mess
Manifests into the tragedy that happened in this house
Whispering in your ear gently

For who sleep in 30 East Drive
Will never wake again

So name him Fred and let him be your friend
You never seen his sinister nature behind a smile
For the black monk house will already have you
So cry for mercy but there is not any more

For who sleep in 30 East Drive
Will never wake again

◄ Existence Under Blood Moons

I Am a Broken Down Factory lyrics ►

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