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The Shadows Are AliveAs the daylight fades you must go insideCause this is a story of a man in the night The black sky is closing in on you A child prays, she is one of the lucky few Eyes of fire, spawned from Hell Evil’s here, the shadows are alive In the darkness the victims he will find With piercing eyes he leaves no one behind Eyes of fire, spawned from Hell Evil’s here, the shadows are alive In the streets he lurks until the dawn A lifeless body, it lays on the ground A chill is in the air, the town it lives in fear They must destroy the beast, its maker it will meet Oh, oh Eyes of fire, spawned from Hell Evil’s here, the shadows are alive Eyes of fire, spawned from Hell Evil’s here, the shadows are alive |