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Welcome, my friend |
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(Now) It's you and I |
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Do you sense the eye that watches you? |
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Can you feel her muted scream? |
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This is our very own horrid dream |
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Can you hear her hollow cry? |
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From the other side |
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You can't see her - you can't reach her |
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But you feel her watching you |
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Now she sings her lullaby |
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The sun has died |
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This is the voyage that never ends |
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A black light |
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The lost souls are craving |
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Clinging to their last glimpse of hope |
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The restless won't leave you alone |
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You cannot set them free |
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The blood flows |
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Your fear grows |
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Awaiting an accident |
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Veiled eyes |
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See right through your darkened mind |
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You cannot set them free |
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The song of demons plays on the wind |
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Can you hear the wretched's call? |
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Their shuffling feet |
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Your pounding heart |
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Now you know you're falling |
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Chanting words you do not catch |
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Their cries for help you never sensed |
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An organic mass of despair |
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This nightly mare |
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They cry your name, which is silence |
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They play their game, which is violence |
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Unsound |