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When you're asleep where you hide from the truth, |
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Deep in you're dreams of the mental abuse. |
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Standing in fire of blasphemies name, imaging me killing you, |
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Stabbing like pain, drive you insane, you have been cursed and the curse will remain. |
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I wont forget and will haunt you to death, dance on your grave when you die. |
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Stifle your screams, me and my stare, over the edge into cries of despair, |
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Eyes are upon you, I wait you expose, |
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Then only then will my evil let go, |
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Yours for the asking has brought you ill will, |
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Enchanted nightmare I dream of you killed. |
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Curse you with evil and bad luck and death |
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Master of black arts inside of your head |
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Enchanted nightmare, you'll never know peace till you die, |
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When you're asleep which I don't think you can, |
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I am the conscious that's driving you mad, |
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Ever forever relentless and vain, suicide thought will be I. |
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Wanting your dead is all that I dream, for all the years that you ruined for me. |
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In every breath I will wish on you pain, your guilt will be your demise. |
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Lost in the scheme, storybook dream, still empty handed I promise to the, |
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Slowly it kills you, and without a sound, evil upon you forever and on, |
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Consensual victim of your own free will. |
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Enchanted nightmare my blood has been spilled. |
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Curse you with evil and bad luck and death |
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Master of black arts inside of your head |
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Enchanted nightmare, you'll never know peace till you die |
