The souls of the night
The wind scoring high
The crescent moon smile
The kisses for a mile
The garden of delights
The tempting faith
The reason to be jolly
Riding high in the night
Though the night watch-men
They don't like to run in circle
They can't have it
In the ring of fire
The red eyes raven
Spreading wings to fly
Once the deeds done
The souls of the night
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