The Ladies In Black
The ladies in black walk down the lane,
From smiles and laughter do they refrain.
The ladies in black are calling my name,
Calling, calling, always the same.
The ladies in black take you away,
Away from the sunlight of day.
The ladies in black leave no trace,
Leave no trace, have no face.
The ladies in black have no choice,
Have no choice, have no voice.
The ladies in black never remain,
Never remain or leave you sane.
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