CORRIGER LES PAROLES

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The winter breeze was cold enough to kill 4 people
And children screamed as smoke engulfed the church steeple
The pastor and his wife, both said they had seen evil
Within the flames they saw a hand reach out, so peaceful
"Come and play with me", it said
"I wanna know what its like to be undead
If god is real, I'd say he’d pat me on the head
But he's let me rot, and left me with undone regrets"

"And though my eyes have rolled back into my skull
I still can process the dreams I've had, so cruel
Fate came, and had to get his a** involved
In a life that wasn’t finished, in a murder case unsolved

Rigor mortis, setting this ground ablaze
Rigor mortis, I hope the children will be safe
Rigor mortis, just warn them of themselves
And if they need something, they need to go get f**king help

I'm like the girl from The Grudge, yeah I can't remember her name
The year that came out, I went and watched it and felt the same
Falling down wells and getting stuck inside of caves
Where you'll scratch your names on walls, cause there are no extra saves
This is death, and this is what it looks like
I played and fingered it so long, it came and took my damn life