Don't look to deep into your eyes - you may not like what you see.
Sometimes I hear the night cry Sometimes I hear it scream Lost echoes of the night haunt my mind They'll never be free I see a world beyond the black sky It shines of blood to me I feel fear tear through the fabric of my mind I hear it speak so vividly Sometimes I hear my mind cry Sometimes I hear it scream Though it lives deep behind these eyes It's alien to me.
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