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From Darkness
Call to me, from the darkness beyond. Take my very soul, oh god of darkness. Let me play in your dark carnival. Watch the blade swing high above, slowly it descends, slices away my torso. Let the blood flow red, where do I fit in?
Slip away once more, death by choice.. Would I be better off? Slowly, slowly, my boat it sinks. High upon a mountain, I try to escape the clutches of darkness, still it holds its grip upon me.
So tired I cant sleep, tonite oh death come take me away. Take me to a far away land, where only demons rule. Maybe they can torture, until I die.
Slip away once more, death by choice.. Would I be better off? Slowly, slowly, my boat it sinks. High upon a mountain, I try to escape the clutches of darkness, still it holds its grip upon me.
So tired I cant sleep, tonite oh death come take me away. Take me to a far away land, where only demons rule. Maybe they can torture, until I die.
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