Silentium - The Hideaway lyrics

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[Hickson:] Over here, miss. Here he is. He wasn't in he's room at the inn last monday, right, and I

went looking for him. I found him here in a poor fettle. I thought I'd better fetch you, miss

Prudence.

[Prudence:] My god it's him...Antracon...my love

[Antracon:] Their eyes so hollow so hollow

[Prudence:] What's happened to you? Why are you all covered in blood?

[Antracon:] Every whore shall burn...every whore shall burn

[Prudence:] Hickson, help him up to the street and into my carriage. We've...

[Hickson:] Here we go sir Prudence...got to get him out of town. We'll take him to my father's

hunting lodge.