| Nightfall closes in
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| My vision begins to swim
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| This wine within me awakes
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| This fledgling vampire strain
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| Here I wait alone
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| In a dungeon made of stone
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| For months left to dwell
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| Somewhere between here and hell
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| Chains binding, I’m fighting, paralyzing
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| Inside I’m dying
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| Can’t breathe lest he hear it
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| I can’t move my bodies weakened
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| Can only shiver as he searches
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| For the darkest of all secrets
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| Can he sense my fear
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| As the time approaches near
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| To taste again my flesh
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| Each night I pray for death
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| Here I wait alone
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| In a dungeon made of stone
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| For months left to dwell
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| Somewhere between here and hell
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| Chains binding, I’m fighting, paralyzing
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| Inside I’m dying
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| Can’t breathe lest he hear it
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| I can’t move my bodies weakened
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| Can only shiver as he searches
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| For the darkest of all secrets
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| (Dear Lord
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| Release me from this prison
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| Or send death on swift wings
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| Help me)
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| Here I wait alone
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| In a dungeon made of stone
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| For months left to dwell
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| Somewhere between here and hell
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| Chains binding, I’m fighting, paralyzing
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| Inside I’m dying |
| Can’t breathe lest he hear it
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| I can’t move my bodies weakened
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| Can only shiver as he searches
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| For the darkest of all secrets |