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Truths are in the words of angels |
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Let us awake the ghost inside |
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Follow us into the mirror |
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Curse the day, escape the night |
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Break all the chains of imagination |
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Don't be afraid of coming home |
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We'll open all the doors of secret chambers |
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And take you to our labyrinth down |
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We open our evil arms of fables |
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Around your pure and fragile dream |
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The sun went down, the night is rising |
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Fear pushes you forward like a storm |
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We'll tell you tales of endless pleasures |
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And put our black seed into your heart |
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A flower needs the sun to keep from dying |
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Like this we spread our wings in your heart |
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Oceans burst upon the rocks |
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Laughing skulls there sing our songs |
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Riding death above your head |
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Descend you into eternal depth |
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A thunder storm who calls your name |
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Life kneels to kiss you once again |
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A thunder storm who calls your name |
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Life kneels to kiss you once again |
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No way back into the real world |
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You're feeling empty and cold inside |
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You're just sitting in this white room |
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Demons whispering from far behind |
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Break all the chains of imagination |
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Don't be afraid of coming home |
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We'll open all the doors of secret chambers |
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And take you to our labyrinth down |