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There is a world
where you loose yourself
you seek yourself
but I don't find yourself

There is a fog
a dense, red fog
that ravishes your eyes
and carries them away

There is a blinding sound
yet sweet, imperative and sweet
that want to shatter your mind
Now you know:
in that world he lives
to steal your soul
to crush your being

To deviate from your path
because Satan is
the king of the dream

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