The music swells and then, recedes before the strings pick back up once again. Madelyne looks down and it seems as though there might be a ... spotlight... coming from somewhere as she sings, "Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around. Nothing's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around. Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays, I'll send 'em howling, I don't care, I got ways."
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The music swells and then, recedes before the strings pick back up once again. Madelyne looks down and it seems as though there might be a ... spotlight... coming from somewhere as she sings, "Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around. Nothing's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around. Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays, I'll send 'em howling, I don't care, I got ways."