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Achromedia
Night is black, the stars have vailed.
There is no rest for the sleep dwellers.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Growl and howl of the drooling mouth.
Slumber as it may see, there is no peace for me.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Fangs of wrought, thy soul shall tremble
Wings of fate, death does not wait.
Hoodwinked and chained to the black muck wall,
I stand there alone and above all,
No clothes for me tonight
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Angel of wrath come forth for me,
Pain and emptiness is all though shall see.
Knawing, ripping churning teeth,
He is my inner beast.
The name he has knows no bounds
Achromedia strikes in my sleep.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
There is no rest for the sleep dwellers.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Growl and howl of the drooling mouth.
Slumber as it may see, there is no peace for me.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Fangs of wrought, thy soul shall tremble
Wings of fate, death does not wait.
Hoodwinked and chained to the black muck wall,
I stand there alone and above all,
No clothes for me tonight
The demon strikes in my sleep.
Angel of wrath come forth for me,
Pain and emptiness is all though shall see.
Knawing, ripping churning teeth,
He is my inner beast.
The name he has knows no bounds
Achromedia strikes in my sleep.
The demon strikes in my sleep.
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