The organ plays til midnight on maldine square tonight The dancers dance with a fever and delight His brow is tense but ,his hands never shake Revenge has come sweetly And death is his mate The organ plays til midnight Note perfect like clockwork Perfect,precise and a slave To the masters demands Two souls locked together for all eternity Soon to be one our work is nearly over But who is the victim And who is the innocent The organ plays til midnight Note perfect like clockwork Perfect,precise and a slave To the masters demands
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