Through the mist… Where the shadows breathe… I hear the bells. The fog is rising… The night is calling… I hear the horses… Coming closer… HØLLØW! HØLLØW! Riding through the night, burning through the light. HØLLØW! HØLLØW! No way back, no way out. Hear the bells… Feel the cold… Something waits inside the hollow. Run if you can… Don’t look behind… The rider’s coming… HØLLØW! THE DEAD STILL RIDE! HØLLØW! THERE’S NOWHERE TO HIDE! Through the fog… Through the night… Can you hear him? The bells are ringing… The horses are coming… I SEE HIM! HØLLØW! HØLLØW! RIDE INTO THE NIGHT! HØLLØW! HØLLØW! THE DEAD STILL RIDE! The fog remains… Hølløw…
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