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They speak of
cruel intentions They are the ones that hold you down Down to their size.
I’ve got a
nightmare enclosing
I’ve got a black
sun rising That keeps me up at night
I’ve got 2 black
candles let the crosses spin on yeah,
Won’t you release
me
And put away your
cause Looking back I find,
Another world I’m
walking blind Oh so blind.
Silence it speaks
to your heart of gold And what I see is nothing. Nothing, Nothing…. Nothing…. |