[Verse 1]
The storm was gone but dark clouds still hung around
The perfect setting for things to come, late afternoon
She was still in bed after her visit to the crypt
Someone was calling Henry's name or was it only in her dream?
A dream of breaking glass, glass cutting into flesh
Rain turning red, blood running for the dead
[Guitar Solo: Andy LaRocque]
[Verse 2]
Again, she heard a name, it was louder but the same
Jonathan was fighting his way out of bed
[Jonathan La'Fey:]
"Where is Brandon Henry and why, why is he late?"
[Abigail:]
"He didn't feel very well today
So I sent him back to bed and there he'll stay
But I, my dear, will cater to your needs
For you I will be the hand, the hand that feeds."
Abigail obsessed with her revenge, her old spirit was back
It made her remember her dream of broken glass
"Use it in your scheme, the broken glass."
The storm was gone but dark clouds still hung around
The perfect setting for things to come, late afternoon
She was still in bed after her visit to the crypt
Someone was calling Henry's name or was it only in her dream?
A dream of breaking glass, glass cutting into flesh
Rain turning red, blood running for the dead
[Guitar Solo: Andy LaRocque]
[Verse 2]
Again, she heard a name, it was louder but the same
Jonathan was fighting his way out of bed
[Jonathan La'Fey:]
"Where is Brandon Henry and why, why is he late?"
[Abigail:]
"He didn't feel very well today
So I sent him back to bed and there he'll stay
But I, my dear, will cater to your needs
For you I will be the hand, the hand that feeds."
Abigail obsessed with her revenge, her old spirit was back
It made her remember her dream of broken glass
"Use it in your scheme, the broken glass."
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