PRAY FOR US

 

Like a cold witches’ brew.
An Oasis for all.
Now a hell for the few,
Who remain to tell all.
Warm winds turn cold
As all become prey.
The young and old. 
For them we must pray.
Hell hath no fury
Like a demon scorned.
There is no jury
For a small town mourned.
Who’ll save Oasis
From ‘The Dead’ demons?
Who will now face us,
More dead or demons?
Pray for us.
We are alone 
Come save us.
We must atone.
THE DEAD GAME
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THE EVIL INSIDE

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THE EVIL INSIDE

Can you feel the evil?

Spreading through town.

Moving through the trees.

Entering through open windows.

Spreading.

Enveloping us all.

It comes at night.

Into our beds.

Seeking the innocents.

Ones to join them.

In their deadly adventures.

Do not join them.

Stand strong.

Don’t let the evil enter.

Once it’s inside,

it won’t leave.

Until all are dead.

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THE DEVIL HIDES HIS FACE

 

He has come for me.

I’ll never be free.

He comes this night.

Fear at first sight.

He claims his love.

But he’s no dove.

He’s evil as can be.

Always searching for me.

I must hide until morning.

Or the town will be mourning.

The devil hides his face.

I know his deadly pace.

His footsteps ring hollow.

Steps quicken to follow.

He sings a sweet song.

I know I’m not wrong.

The devil is right behind me.

Even though his face I can’t see.

He has me in his grasp.

I cry out with a gasp.

He kisses me with passion.

I know this is his fashion.

To take what is not his.

And make me only his.

THE DEAD GAME

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TO HELL AND BACK

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    The night holds you so tight.

    You must not fear or fight.

    You belong to us now.

    I say this with a bow.

    You will follow us to hell.

    As we ring the nightly bell.

    Our servants you will be.

    You’ll never be set free.

    The town belongs to us.

    No reason for a fuss.

    The Dead are here to stay.

    Come with us and play.

    THE DEAD GAME 

     

THE FIGHT

 

The church is on fire.

The town under attack.

Shadows in the wind.

Bringing hell to our homes.

Murder to our families.

Who are they?

What do they want?

We must fight back.

Fight for our lives.

Fight for our town.

Before it’s too late.

Before more disappear.

To the ranks of The Dead.

No more bodies on our shores.

No more victims of their wrath.

We will fight to the end.

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THE WITCHING HOUR

It’s the witching hour

 

Welcome the witching hour.

We can use their power.

Witches are good for Oasis.

I know them on first-name basis.

They might rid The Dead from here.

I cannot promise or swear.

They can cast spells to kill The Dead.

Better than hiding in your bed.

They are walking down the road.

No resemblance to a toad.

Beautiful they are all.

This night the town will fall.

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BURY IT

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Bury it.

Far below the earth.

Into the darkness.

Bury it deep.

Before it’s too late.

Let it sink into the dungeons.

Bury it now.

Away from humanity.

Beyond The Dead’s reach.

Bury the door.

Beyond The Dead’s control.

Say no prayers.

Let it go.

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RIDE WITH THE WIND

RIDE WITH THE WIND

They ride the night.
The Dead ride with the wind.
Daylight is their enemy;
Darkness their savior.
Lock your doors.
You might be next.
Hide well.
You might become one of them
On this dark night.
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A DOOR TO HELL

A DOOR TO HELL

Beauty marred by destruction.
An oasis scarred by evil.
Florida promises sunshine.
Oasis delivers death.
Do you still want to visit?
We’ll be waiting.

The Dead Game

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A DEAD MAN’S DREAMS

 

Come inside.

A palace awaits you.

It might appear deserted.

Run down and unused.

The inside tells

a different story.

Walk on marble floors

through rooms of delight.

Rooms of different eras.

Reflecting a dead man’s dreams.

A man with no life or future.

Waiting for the end of time.

In a house fit for a prince

or a prince of darkness.

THE DEAD GAME

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