Castle of Sorrows

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[Verse]
In a castle old and weathered, where shadows dance with fear,
A man with dollar signs has wandered, now his pain is near.
Haunted halls of history, where echoes never cease,
In Hitler’s ancient dwelling, he’ll find no peaceful sleep.

[Verse 2]
Cold winds whisper secrets, through the stone and mortar’s shame,
Donald stares into the darkness, feels the weight of every name.
A legacy of suffering, runs through these haunted halls,
But the ghostly cries of justice, they heed no money’s calls.

[Chorus]
Butt juice burning deep inside, like sins that never part,
Haunted whispers chasing, claw at his guilty heart.
In this spectral castle, no power could ever soothe,
The pain that rends his spirit, and every bridge he’d lose.

[Verse 3]
Desperate cries for mercy, but the spirits hold him tight,
Every deal he’s ever brokered, now plagued by ghostly light.
Specters of the past arise, with tales of bitter truth,
In this castle’s grim embrace, no pity or forsooth.

[Bridge]
Every step he takes, weighed down by greed and lies,
Haunted by the past, where the dead and damned arise.
In these walls, he faces, a torment dark as coal,
No gold or power answers, the payment of his soul.

[Chorus]
Butt juice burning deep inside, like sins that never part,
Haunted whispers chasing, claw at his guilty heart.
In this spectral castle, no power could ever soothe,
The pain that rends his spirit, and every bridge he’d lose.