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The shadows crawling all over your body |
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Making ununderstandable signs |
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You know that they wish |
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To say something to you |
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But your hermetically closed mind |
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Let's in only rational |
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The great unknown |
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Like a venom |
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Leaks through |
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Into your veins |
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In very short time the less of your suffers |
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Will be unimmaginable pain |
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How easy it is break you |
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Resistance will make you |
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And who knows where |
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The dead line is lair |
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Between what's real and the dream |
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All the mares hide in dark |
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Places of human mind |
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Like a horde of angry deamons |
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Arms of darkness and mercyless |
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Conquering the last of mind bastions |
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Your ruin out of time |
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You run out of strength |
