Still of the night
Sleeping well you wake hearing his steps outside
Feeling the fright
All alone you cry, your time has come to hide
Anger inside
All astray, filled by a thirst he can’t repulse
Hatred and pride
Opening wide the door to satisfy the pulse
No time to lose
No time to stay
Tightening his hands on your neck, you’re dying
Victim of tragedy
When he stands
Behind the mask
You’re the back to the wall
Victim of fate
When the blood
Sinks on your face
It’s your darkest hour
Frighten away
Lying on the ground
Paralyzed by pain, all your senses are numb
Stamping your wound
Smile to the lips, the time for his revenge has come
No strength to move
No other way
Watching your life scrolling down, you’re crying
Victim of tragedy
When he stands
Behind the mask
You’re the back to the wall
Victim of fate
When the blood
Sinks on your face
It’s your darkest hour
Frighten away
No time to lose
No time to stay
Tightening his hands on your neck, you’re dying
Victim of tragedy
When he stands
Behind the mask
You’re the back to the wall
Victim of fate
When the blood
Sinks on your face
It’s your darkest hour
Frighten away
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