There's something growing in the wind
I feel it's touch
Is it dark let me in
I see the world for what it is
Shame away
Call me late at night
I can feel your teeth
Bite harder
Give it a good shake
and make sure you drink every
last
drop
Pain will only last a
second
There's only so much
a soulless feind can
take
before he shows his broken hand
Stand for freedom
Even if it doesn't stand for you
I'm warm
I think I'm getting a fever
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
I'm just passing out again.
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