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Listening, to the dead night
Stillness in the air
So thick, you can't breathe it
So thick, you can not hear
Watching, from a distance
All which, is at hand
The further it escapes me
The less i understand
Frightened, on the inside
Powerless, against the fear
Terror draws among you
Terror draws you near
Questions of dementia
Spirits in my mind
Dancing, singing, laughing, screaming
Somebody pray
Somebody pray they go away
Sensations of the undead
Creatures inside your head
A nightmare, not to forgive
A nightmare, for you to live
Questions of dementia
Spirits in my mind
Dancing, singing, laughing, screaming
Somebody pray
Somebody pray they go away
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