Day Of The Dead

Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Go on, hold me close
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead
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 We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams
 I got all I need strapped right to my hamstring
 I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of bad things
 I'm really not a madman, the voices keep asking
 Born with the soul that don't wanna be saved
 Every time I look around, I see what a fiend made
 Every time I die, I hope they're digging up my grave
 An Undead one like the flag that I wave
 I'm not afraid to cry from this cocaine sickness
 I'm not afraid to die, let the Good Book witness
 I ask and give none, nope, no forgiveness
 It's the day of the dead and you're on our hit list
 So, come, all you misfits
 Bitch, you're on our hit list!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Go on, hold me close
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 So long to the ones you know
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
 This is exactly what has to be done, it happened so gradually
 It's like I magically happened to be this phantom that candidly
 Lets this dagger cut jaggedly while you're gasping so rapidly
 While you gag on this rag, I see you are laughing so happily
 It's okay to get startled and be afraid of the dark
 I'll just wait here to swallow your soul and tear you apart
 And I've already started, there ain't no saving your heart
 This is the day of the dead, this ain't no day in the park
 Here I come, here I come, grab your guns and crossbows
 And run, better run from the skull and crossbones
 The fun has begun, yeah, it's hard to swallow
 And when I'm done, I ain't done 'cause it's Hell that follows
 Now, get ready for sorrow
 'Cause it's Hell that follows!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Go on, hold me close
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 So long to the ones you know
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
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 When the ashes start to rise and the Moon falls from the sky
 And a thousand candles burn into the night
 When the angels softly cry on the flames below the sky
 Would a thousand souls still pray for you and I?
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Go on, hold me close
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Go on, hold me close
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 So long to the ones you know
 Better run, here we come
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Here's to the damned!
 It's the day of the dead!
 Hold on, Holy Ghost
 Here's to the damned!
 It's the day of the dead!