Gargoyles (Inspired by The Hunchback Of Notre Dame)

Blood drinkers, man-eaters, it's not a story.

It's just our lives. It's just our reality.

I can see why our world

is full of dreamers.

They plot their getaway all day, everyday.

With all the demons here

who could stay?

I talk with vampires, laugh with trolls.

I dance with gargoyles in the snow.

They're kinder than the men I know.

I am what I make of me.

Don't interrupt my fantasy.

My friends are hallow, made of stone.

People are all frozen to the bone.

All the people living but still we're all alone.

My mind is the only thing I own.

I talk with vampires, laugh with trolls.

I dance with gargoyles in the snow.

They're kinder than the men I know.

I am what I make of me.

Don't interrupt my fantasy.

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