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On winter mornings you can hear her steps
Up in the attic where her body was found laid to rest
This mansion's never gonna be at peace
Her soul will wander in these halls and she will never sleep
On winter mornings you can hear her steps
Up in the attic where her body was found laid to rest
This mansion's never gonna be at peace
Her soul will wander in these halls and she will never sleep
Her name's Hellizabeth
Echoes of screams of death, yeah
Ghostly voices in the wishing well (Hellizabeth)
Hear them calling, won't you lift your spell
Hellizabeth
The house has been deserted for some time
Rats and spiders only living things 'cause they don't mind
From the garden, there's a perfect view
In the attic, from a window, she stares back at you
Her name's Hellizabeth
Echoes of screams of death, yeah
Ghostly voices in the wishing well (Hellizabeth)
Hear them calling, won't you lift your spell
Hellizabeth, yeah
Hellizabeth
Ghostly voices in the wishing well (Hellizabeth)
Hear them calling, won't you lift your spell (Hellizabeth)
Hellizabeth
(Ghostly voices in the wishing well) in the wishing well
Yeah (Hellizabeth)
Hear them calling, won't you lift your spell
Hellizabeth
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