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Tell me not in mornful numbers "life is but an empty dream!" for the soul is dead that slumbers, and things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life
here my fellow make yourself at home now look at here! you'll see the death you'll see over the door the faces in the wall I'll give eternity help me
I'm hunting a nightmare on the road to the old castle of my calm, of my dreams my new home the moon lights my way and shows the dark windows nearly
Another night Another fright Another passion the words in my mind The eyes becoming wild Flesh and blood...bloody bones At night outside I can't control
I herd the trailing garments of the night sweep through her marble halls; I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light from the celestial walls I felt
Fear fall hard like rain again wahing over me You say nothing will ever change what do i Believe You fall deep inside again nothing left to see Weakness
really knows my face Because happiness is the mask I choose to wear this time To hide the hurt below Cause theres a fire That burns so deep inside
Every morning I wake I feel nothing. Every night I sleep I have hurt inside. Yet nothing I do can make it go away. Sorrow haunts me deep within my soul
No more nights, no more pain I've gone alone, took all my strength But I've made the change, I won't see you tonight Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood
flies up in the skies Wandering off to another galaxy [Futureman] Secret fears we all try to hide Lie dormant deep inside us Defy the ghosts of long forgotten days Here inside
I'm so in love I'm still in love I've never met a love quite before Until I saw your face And watching stars without you My soul cries My heathing
hand is a new word, but the word is still without body a hidden life-stream that swells in the deep will soon give the word a second face
a building up as well They ran a plane into that building and when that building fell Ran to the crash site with no masks and inhaled Toxins deep inside
everything inside In a dream I saw myself - fallen down next to me Couldn't crawl back inside my body No laughter on my face - reality mirrored in the
baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of your fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've still got your face I've still got your face
let it go And 6 shots, from the 3-6 shooters lettin' 'em know, WHOA! Picture me, naked face, to kickin' in your door 4, niggaz deep, bandanas with black
