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As I tear the blindfold from my eyes |
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I can see that my fears were not born from a dream |
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From the touch of wings my tears turns red |
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And like a withering flower my life ends |
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I scream in pain, but my soul is burning to ashes |
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I dream again, |
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But my eyes are sleeping forever |
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As the tears runs red down over my face |
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I remember the light of the dawn on my bed |
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But my eyes are forever dreaming in red |
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And my tears will not ever extinguish the flames |
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I scream again, but my soul is burning to ashes |
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I dream in pain, but my tears are falling forever |
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In my eyes burns the flames of the dreaming souls |
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And in my heart burns the candle, |
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The blackest of fear |
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Why can't |
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I watch the dawn once again? |
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To live in eternal dusk is my deepest fear |
