| Under the stairs and beyond your horizon
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| There lives a creature that wants to be free
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| Under your skin and beneath the dark water
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| There ascends a shining light secretly
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| Ah, there is blood on the horizon
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| Ah, and the flood comes in from the sea
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| Ah, and a storm behind your eyes and
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| Ah, there is no one left to see me
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| Stay where you are, don’t give way to your hunger
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| Shivering, you stand there, it makes you yearn
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| For what lies hidden, a phantasmagoria
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| Follow the light and you’ll never return
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| Ah, there is blood on the horizon
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| Ah, and the flood comes in from the sea
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| Ah, and a storm behind your eyes and
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| Ah, there is no one left to see me
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| Ah…
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| Ah…
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| Ah, there is blood on the horizon
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| Ah, and the flood comes in from the sea
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| Ah, and a storm behind your eyes and
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| Ah, there is no one left to see me |