| 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, "light your seventh cross" Oh please do it my dear While you're 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 |