Tad Morose Lyrics

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The Vacant Lot Lyrics

Underneath lie barely seen and rarely touched All things untold Stone upon

 stone So foul, so cold A shadow of old 

 Into the night Driven by what none can see Scarcely bound but hardly free 

 

 A shadow of old A story untold A gathering rot The vacant lot 

 

 A stray dog send shivers down your spine The remnant wall stand ever the

 same Hair of the dog won't help you at all 

 

 The street's all deserted We'll swallow you whole 

 Our minds intermingle a raven so black A spiralling stairway keep calling

 you back Tentacles, tentacles tighten their grip Downwards in circles the

 deadliest trip 

 We mould you impassive all tainted and sore Abiding our master keep calling

 you Tentacles, tentacles tighten their grip Downwards in circles the

 deadliest trip