It is Sunday morning, well just before dawn A little girl is dancing, on the mansion lawn She calls out a name, "Dagon from the sea" And here from the darkest deep And hear my name... Down by the lake, there's the shadow of grief Dancing hand in hand with the Devil Watching from the bridge, the one near by the lake Why sister Margaret? No need the hate Yes, we all know, that you're serving the cross" Oh well this time my dear Well you've lost Down by the lake... Dancing hand in hand... (Solo) And the nun has been seen I want your cross Now come and bring Sister Margaret Follow pride, the nun won't give in She catched us along Scared as Hell, the little girl is screaming When sister Margaret disapears in the lake Down by the lake, there's the shadow of happiness Dancing hand in hand with the Devil
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