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There is a place that no one goes about |
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Or fears to conjure in the mind |
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Sacred chants heard whispered in the dark |
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Watch for your shadow behind |
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Hands of time wind in reverse |
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Mirrors reflect a lie |
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When you find yourself alone in the dark |
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You know you've been left behind |
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Down in the depths of despair |
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Is it laughter or lamenting that you hear |
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A host of insanity all around |
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A chill of terror surrounds you standing there |
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Shackles of fear have you bound |
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Doors slam shut and you feel no return |
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Many voices have your head spinning around |
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Find yourself in the center of a circle |
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Something tugging at your soul, pulling it down |
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Patient pupil have you learned now any spells |
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And incantations from this life |
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Have you opened every door that's come to an end |
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Then ventured inside |