| The room is dark, it’s quiet, peaceful like a wasteland forest, say
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| A bloodred light shines on the walls of your apartment
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| As you step into the room
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| And you can’t hear the sound of laughing from your friends
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| Downstairs, cause then you’d bother all too much
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| When you’re sitting down, you hear a knocking on your door
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| And Anemone comes in
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| She tells you once again to reflect over your heart and feelings
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| Well, here you go again
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| Losing all support, the devil’s wisdom comes and
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| Turns your heart to stone, so cold…
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| And you know It doesn’t have to be
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| So unfortunately, It’s just that
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| You don’t have to be, So unfortuned Nataly
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| Anemone is asking questions to the viper in your mind
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| She puts her arms around you, Death is all too near
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| Suddenly the picture is changing
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| Feel like going somewhere else
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| The need of strangers comfort will push away your fear
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| Don’t you think that someone knows and do you think
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| That noone ever cares
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| Once more the room is quiet, The black dress lies
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| On the floor, Anemone puts on her veil and walks gently
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| To the door
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| You lie in silence upon the bed, You see her
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| Shining light and you know
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| You will close the door behind
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| You scream out loud, You feel the pain is fading out
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| And once again the room is dark
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| And you know it doesn’t have to be
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| So unfortunately
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| And you don’t have to be, So unfortuned Nataly
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| Listen to me |