The Lake

It is sunday morning, well right before dawn
A little girl is dancing, on the mansion «porch»
She calls out a name, «god give him the sea»
I’m here from the darkest deep
And hear my name…
Down by the lake, there’s the shadow of grief
Dancind 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 summoned the cross
This time my dear
Well you lost
Down by the lake…
Dancing hand in hand…
(Solo)
And the nun has been seen
I want your cross
Now come and play
Sister margaret
Follow «pry», 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