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Ghostly apparations in the dead of the night, haunting you |
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The plane of existence where |
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I am trapped, crossing through |
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Through your mind you see, trapped with clairvoyancy |
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Reality is lost |
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Born in the twilight hour, |
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I exist; her eyes devour |
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Fulfill my ghostly lust |
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Into your dreams, |
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I feed on your fear, |
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I attack My aura appears, vitality grows, the mirror cracks |
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Through your mind you see, trapped with clairvoyancy |
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Reality is lost |
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Born in the twilight hour, |
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I exist; her eyes devour |
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Fulfill my ghostly lust |
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Progressive entrapment takes your thoughts |
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The planchette no longer conveys |
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Through the porthole |
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I enter your plane |
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The incubus now invades |
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Progressive entrapment takes your body |
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Your brain no longer controls |
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Born in the chime hours to see |
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My immortality unfolds |
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Go back to hell |
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The plane of existence |
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I've crossed through, terrorized |
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The physical state which |
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I've regained, immortalized |
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Through your mind you see, trapped with clairvoyancy |
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Reality is lost |
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Born in the twilight hour, |
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I exist; her eyes devour |
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Fulfill my ghostly lust |
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I appear, the medium sees, aura surrounds, she believes |
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Materialization of my soul |
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Through your eyes you see, |
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I am finally |
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Taken by the entity |
