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My night palace is a dark abode, a mortal passage to salvation. I play the day just as I'm told, until night's invitation. Paternal guidance at night sublime, dead days are simply props. But night brings life into it's time, mine starts when their life stops. Blood tells all in many ways, my passenger confides. Those who think crime truly pays, wind up as blood-splotched slides. So murder, greed, and godless souls stray down that darkened trail. I'll be there when your bell tolls and we'll see who goes to hell...