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In your darkest hour when the voices summon,
They gather your thoughts and dance in endless spirals.
Eery singing quires, freeze your soul,
Your body shivers, fear paralyses.


Your own mind consumes you, you have no control,
Overpowered by your own hell, by your own thoughts,
You wake up in cold sweat and the silence is loud,
It's the same as a dream, reality is deepest dark,
Reality is deepest dark.


It's all just a game of your mind,
It's all just a game of your inside.
You're trying' to escape, scratch the walls,
The walls, your own body, your own soul.


It's all just a game of your mind,
It's all just a game of your inside,
It's all just a game.

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