Gothic Anthem She and her towers peak the sky, Gazing down where her students lie. Ghosts whisper down her halls, The wary gargoyles attached standing tall. We sing in the stature of her glory, Every passing moment marks our merry. We rest here, grateful for her shelter, And from our lips we sing earnestly. Now rage as she cries for help, Danger seeking to tear our school apart. But we stand strong in her defense, Grateful for the moments she has dispensed. Ghosts wash along the walls, Right where they don’t belong. Our teachers have fallen, Now we students rise to the call. Turned down, down and down again, Yet we persist, awakening our new friends, Accomplishing feats scarily high, Now our voices are scaling eerily in the sky. The ghosts never falter, The students refuse to surrender. The others watch in wonder and awe, As we fight till we are raw. O Saint Woecliffe academy! We sing in the stature of your glory, Every passing moment marks our merry. From our lips we sing for you earnestly. We will befriend the frosty stones, That line your gardens and gowns, Clawing through the shadows to freedom Till you are free of paranormal bounds!
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