| She’d never thought when she woke up
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| That her forbidden dreams come true
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| She was flying through the night
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| A lust for blood a daemon smile
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| And then she looks into the mirror
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| But she can’t see her face
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| Inside she feels a hunger
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| So she goes hunting for some blood
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| She looks into the mirror
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| But she don’t understand
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| Inside she feels a hunger
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| Will she ever be satisfied?
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| And the world is standing still
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| When she wants it when she prays
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| For the night to come
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| To take her away, to fulfill her darkest dreams
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| She’s not an angel but she wants to fly
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| On broken wings…
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| She’s longing for silence
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| She’s longing for justice
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| She’s addicted to the night
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| «I dive into the mirror…
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| Hunt on the other side
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| I’m running through the darkness
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| Leave all my memories behind…
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| I’m looking through the mirror
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| Now from a different world
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| I’m on the run, I catch the realness
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| Will I ever be satisfied? |
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