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​A Victorian Christmas Haunting

This song is by Valentine Wolfe.

Original video
The graveyard glows with candlelight
The snow falls on the ground
Paler than the coldest grief
Dear sister beckons us to play
We used to run among the tombs
Heedless of any danger
Then the laughter died away
Dear sister fell away

How do you refuse
The one that you adore
Even as your own bloom
Begins to fade?

Every hour we die a little bit further
Every night creeps in a little more colder
Every minute flies away just like her laughter
And we'll play at her grave on Christmas Eve
Every hour we die a little bit further
Every night creeps in a little more colder
Every minute flies away just like her laughter
And we'll play at her grave on Christmas Eve

Every year on Christmas Eve
The misty veil is parted
Our sister calls to us again
Her voice dying on the wind
We leave the warm fire burning
The silent warren waits
The familiar gate opens wide
Childhood games return this night

How do you refuse
The one that you adore
Even as your own bloom
Begins to fade?

Every hour we die a little bit further
Every night creeps in a little more colder
Every minute flies away just like her laughter
And we'll play at her grave on Christmas Eve
Every hour we die a little bit further
Every night creeps in a little more colder
Every minute flies away just like her laughter
And we'll play at her grave on Christmas Eve

Written by:

Sarah Black and Braxton Ballew

Recorded:

2013