Sean Brennan, London After Midnight - HATE!

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Oh the witching time
Like a blackened pearl
Oh how useless seem
The offers of this world
A shroud is wrapped and bound
To Gallows led away
Though innocence is mine
The dog will have his day
All the Love turned to Hate
The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late
Oh wits misery
The madness of your stay
The best revenge
A price which you must pay
The children hide behind
Behind their little masks
They are, at their games
The only ones who laugh
All the Love turned to Hate
The blade is in too deep and your repentance comes too late
So did I deserve
Your lies and treachery
The curtain closes now
The bell, it tolls for thee
All your lies, all your shame
And it drives you even madder that you’ve got yourself to blame