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What pale ghost crept through the curtain? |
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Cleaved the doze with its tongueless speech |
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As the double-horned moonship sailed among the radiant eyes of the dark |
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A being with a thousand haunting faces riding a rhythm |
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Towards the eternal landscape of death |
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The creature of the underworld |
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Drags me down inside the bowels of the earth |
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Waiting for me to recognize this strange circle of one |
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Rainbow in bloom, crude colours unfold |
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Penetrating the cracks of a long lost soul |
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That squirms in sheets and tangled nightmares |
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Anxious eyes seek the glimpse of answer |
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As the poisoned injection ink the veins |
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And make streams of blood run cold |
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I feel my hollow fears are all caught dead |
