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By sweet crimson we were wed

Sealed with nine cuts from the dead

Halfway gone, halfway alive

Your endtime is nigh

...

Hold your life

...

Hold it tight

It's not Halloween anymore

As the night nears its ending

It's not Halloween anymore

Still the black candles are burning

Rolling dice with the devil

Love lost under free will

Soon the sun will rise

And light the abyss in your eyes

...

Hold your life

...

Oh, how it flows

It's not Halloween anymore

As the night nears its ending

It's not Halloween anymore

Still the black candles are burning

No absolution

No salvation

No redemption

Blood, lust and desperation

It's not Halloween anymore

As the night nears its ending

It's not Halloween anymore

Still the black candles are burning