Sun is setting, silence is all you hear David, getting really sick he is sweating like a pig The fevers got him now and Sarah's father dear The morning snack has put him on his back He should have stayed in bed, oh why didn't he? Sun is setting, silence is all you hear Salem, what's going on? Let me tell you a story, madame A secret about your land The reason for all this madness Let me tell you a story, madame The burial ground on your land Is a secret voodoo stand If you ever destroy this sacred place Legend says that you will die and never find your rest I'm telling the truth, oh yes, l am Lafayette the living can't feed the dead Then the dead will come for you, yeah You better hold your tongue now, Salem 'Cause l don't believe in ghosts There is only one thing left to do now And that is sending of dead The four shadows are meeting again At the cemetery gates, darkness is a friend Midnight will soon be here Everything should be ready by now for sending of dead Place the image of Saint Expedit Upside down and around I hear, Doctor Le Croix speaking Let the ritual begin Almighty God, father of mine, come for Sarah Lafayette That she may be disappeared forever lost Saint Expedit, you are a saint and I'm a sinner I send you to find Sarah Lafayette Oh, rid me of her head and rid me of her soul Rid me of all her thoughts, rid me of her memory For this curse to work, Baron Samedi, Samedi, Samedi Send your blessing, so Sarah may be gone As if he was sent from the sky Baron Samedi creeps inside The doctor's body, speaking to Salem You must bring me a sacrifice You must come back before midnight Kneel before my cross, Salem is there He takes a handful of soil from each grave Of the dead he wants to send into Sarah Now quick, quick run back to the house The soil must lie where Sarah sleeps © NOTTING DALE SONGS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com