Nightmares Have Become My Dream
You woke the beast that is in
me
Mess with my life and you will
see
Your fate is no longer for you to
decide
All that is left is to hide
You saw me as only a boy
But now you will be my toy
Your love for me has died
However your mind will soon be
fried
My voice will haunt you
You may even see an image too
Good luck with your life
It will be filled with stress and
strife
When my heart broke I fell
I will see you soon in hell
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