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Lol, Popestar

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Living in the night
Beneath devils, torn asunder
You call on me
To solve a crooked rhyme
As I’m closing in
Imposing on your slumber
You call on me
As bells begin to chime

Are you on the Square?
Are you on the level?
Are you ready to swear right here, right now
Before the devil?
That you’re on the Square
That you’re on the level
That you’re ready to stand right here, right now?
Right here, right now

Hiding from the light
Sacrificing nothing
Still, you call on me
For entrance to the shrine
Hammering the nails
Into a sacred coffin
You call on me
For powers clandestine

Are you on the Square?
Are you on the level?
Are you ready to swear right here, right now
Before the devil?
That you’re on the Square
That you’re on the level
That you’re ready to stand right here, right now?
Right here, right now

Are you on the Square?
Are you on the level?
Are you ready to swear right here, right now
Before the devil?
That you’re on the Square
That you’re on the level
That you’re ready to stand right here, right now?
Right here, right now

Right here, right now

Right here, right now

Right here, right now

Right here, right now

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Ghost – Square Hammer

Throw yourself

Into the vessel
Of possibilities

Your green muse

The apparatus
For soul mobility

A gateway to secrecy

Spirit, absinthe

Spirit, absinthe

Seven seals

Devilish creatures
Trumpets the end of time

Cloven hooves

Anti-saint Wormwood
Catapulting your mind

Into the jaws of death

Spirit, absinthe

Spirit, absinthe

There’s no return

From this excursion
Of possibilities

You’re at the seventh gate

Spirit, absinthe

Spirit, absinthe

“Let none of this Earth inherit

This vision of my Spirit!”

Ghost – Spirit

The beginning of Papa’s war against the short I vowel sound

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Underneath the moonlight of old Hungarian skies

Buried in the blood-drenched earth

These barren lands of ice

She was an evil woman with an evil old soul

Piercing eyes emotionless

A heart so black and cold

Elizabeth, in the chasm where was my soul

Forever young
Elizabeth Bathory in the castle of your death

You’re still alive, Elizabeth

Her pact with Satan

Her despisal of mankind

Her acts of cruelty and her lust for blood

Makes her one of us

Our ancient countess was refused her desires will

To bathe in pure fresh blood

She had peasant virgins killed

Elizabeth, in the chasm where was my soul

Forever young
Elizabeth Bathory in the castle of your death

You’re still alive, Elizabeth

Elizabeth, in the chasm where was my soul

Forever young
Elizabeth Bathory in the castle of your death

You’re still alive, Elizabeth

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Ghost – Elizabeth

I feel your presence amongst us

You cannot hide in the darkness

Can you hear the rumble?

Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?

I know your soul is not tainted

Even though you’ve been told so

Can you hear the rumble?

Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

A candle casting a faint glow

You and I see eye to eye

Can you hear the thunder?

Oh, can you hear the thunder that’s breaking?

Now there is nothing between us

From now our merge is eternal
Can’t you see that you’re lost?

Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

Can’t you see that you’re lost without me?

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you!

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart

I can see through the scars inside you

Ghost – Cirice

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You have the power

You wear the crown

From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

You wield the scepter

You wear the gown

From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

In your empire

They stare and frown

From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You will wear your independence like a crown

Cruciger globus

You stand your ground

The orb disfigured

What’s flat looks round


From the Pinnacle to the Pit

It is a long way down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You are cast out from the heavens to the ground

Blackened feathers falling down

You will wear your independence like a crown

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Ghost – From the Pinnacle to the Pit