Skulls in the Closet

I have a secret
One that I've been forced to keep
There are skulls in the closet
In the heart of New Orleans
Mementos of my ancestors
Their rotting bodies stink
But I stashed them one by one
Whilst the lonely reaper winks

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Take your rowboat cross the swamp
You'll find a little bar
Where Margaret drowned in absinthe
Under whiskey waterfalls
The scent of something lethal overpowered Henry's drink
And his soul left his body
While my mood began to sink

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I imagine them as angels in some heavenly bar
I'd love to sit beside them
But their auras went so far
And I'm trapped in anguish
Left alone in my cell
Wish me well
In my own private hell

I have a secret
One that I'm ready to share
You see, I died in agony in the depths of my despair
My family fell to ashes, while death was stalking me
And now I'm trapped inside the closet
But my spirit will not leave

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