Come one! come all!
Come near! Come far!
Lend an ear!
You’ll want to hear!
What I have to say,
You will rue the day
When you left your home
This world, to roam!
An evil spreads
It rears its head
Oh, it’s dark, and night
Steals its sun so bright.
If you let it in.
It will steal your grin
Leave you cold, alone
Voices on the phone.
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