| For so many nights I have been waiting for my shadow land
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| And to many years I have been yearning
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| Come take my hand
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| So many times I have been waiting for these magic words
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| I’m longing for you won’t you come back to me…
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| Back to hell
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| I’m begging for darkness to take me away
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| To where I contort in dismay
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| The silence is louder when no one’s around
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| The relics of me won’t be found
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| In so many dreams I’m always falling down
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| Falling so fast
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| Don’t look behind cause there is nothing there
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| Nothing to see
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| For the first time I have realized, grief is my shadow
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| I’m begging for darkness to take me away
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| To where I contort in dismay
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| The silence is louder when no one’s around
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| The relics of me won’t be found
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| I carry on the struggle within, an everlasting battle
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| Angels and demons are marching with me, my only true companions
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| A stream of light came over me now I am burning please set me free
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| To hell with it and all of you
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| I am condemned and so are you
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| Undo my chains I have suffered enough
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| Enough for a lifetime
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| I hear them screaming in my head and I know
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| The priest has arrived to read me my last rites
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| I’m begging for darkness to take me away
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| To where I contort in dismay
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| The silence is louder when no one’s around
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| The relics of me won’t be found |