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O' hallow night go the winds down Down below to a little town Of Tabernan Laughing merrily along the way Winds of mischief, winds of play Catching each leaf with invisible hands Dancing a dance upon Tabernan Ghosts rattle their chains And ghouls do ride Winds blast along by their side Shadows move and spirits moan Drifting restless while the groan Beckons Before the midnite hour With a shrill up the hill Darkwinds go To where it came And the town of Tabernan is free Once again |
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