Across the nightingale floor
He walks beyond the corridor
Silently stalking his prey
Watching every move he makes
Waiting for the right time
To commit the perfect crime
For he plans to steal a scroll
That will help relinquish his soul
Killing the demon within
Releasing him from his sin
Hoping for the salvation
That will help save his nation
But he first has to pay the price
A promise to never sin twice
Walking for a hundred years
As a ghost who sheds no tears
Trapped beyond the corridor
Across the nightingale floor

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