| Tonight I’ll see the line of thousand ghosts
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| Those once were alive behind my eyes
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| And I’m on the crossfire of my manic thoughts
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| Under the yoke of the hidden evil
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| Why did you follow my footsteps?
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| Why did you present yourself against me?
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| Now I have to run, I have to leave behind
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| The things I’ve done
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| Over the plains, over the mountain tops
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| Covered with snow, to the unknown, into the
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| Foreign lands there shall I go
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| But I know they’re after me and it is my time to bleed
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| Those restless dreams keep on teasing
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| I can see your eyes just before you died
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| And the blood red scar between my shoulder blades
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| It is making me mad
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| Dead man’s shadow wavering above me
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| Dead man’s shadow a restless soul haunting me
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| Now I have to run, I have to leave behind
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| The things I’ve done
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| Over the plains, over the mountain tops
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| Covered with snow, to the unknown, into the
|
| Foreign lands there shall I go
|
| But I know they’re after me and it is my time to bleed
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| Those restless dreams keep on teasing
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| I can see your eyes just before you died
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| And the blood red scar between my shoulder blades
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| It is making me mad
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| Dead man’s shadow wavering above me
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| Dead man’s shadow a restless soul haunting me |