Welcome, my friend (Now) It's you and I Do you sense the eye that watches you? Can you feel her muted scream? This is our very own horrid dream Can you hear her hollow cry? From the other side You can't see her - you can't reach her But you feel her watching you Now she sings her lullaby The sun has died This is the voyage that never ends A black light The lost souls are craving Clinging to their last glimpse of hope The restless won't leave you alone You cannot set them free The blood flows Your fear grows Awaiting an accident Veiled eyes See right through your darkened mind You cannot set them free The song of demons plays on the wind Can you hear the wretched's call? Their shuffling feet Your pounding heart Now you know you're falling Chanting words you do not catch Their cries for help you never sensed An organic mass of despair This nightly mare They cry your name, which is silence They play their game, which is violence Unsound.
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