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She'd never thought when she woke up |
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That her forbidden dreams come true |
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She was flying through the night |
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A lust for blood a daemon smile |
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And then she looks into the mirror |
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But she can't see her face |
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Inside she feels a hunger |
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So she goes hunting for some blood |
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She looks into the mirror |
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But she don't understand |
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Inside she feels a hunger |
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Will she ever be satisfied? |
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And the world is standing still |
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when she wants it when she prays |
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for the night to come |
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to take her away, to fulfill her darkest dreams |
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She's not an angel but she wants to fly |
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On broken wings.... |
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She's longing for silence, |
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She's longing for justice |
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She's addicted to the night |
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" I dive into the mirror.... |
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Hunt on the other side |
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I'm running through the darkness |
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Leave all my memories behind.... |
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I'm looking through the mirror |
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Now from a different world |
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I'm on the run, I catch the realness |
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Will I ever be satisfied? " |