| In a dream i saw the future,
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| in a dream i saw the world,
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| there were madmans lies,
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| devils point of view,
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| In a world of hate and anger,
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| In a world of fear and pain,
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| there is no time for pride,
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| no time to stand aside.
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| Call me a dreamer,
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| call me insane,
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| ill survive the storm,
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| ill take the pain.
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| Out of the storm,
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| come the children of the night,
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| out of the storm,
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| a black masquerade,
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| dance with the dead,
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| to the music of grief,
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| out of the storm,
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| a nightchild appears.
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| In the silence of the moonlight,
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| we can hear the nightchilds cry,
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| like a lonely wolf, howling to the sky.
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| With a madman nor a stranger,
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| whose words you just cant tell,
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| the nightchilds way,
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| the way of no return,
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| call me a dreamer,
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| call me insane,
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| ill survive the storm,
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| ill take the pain.
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| Out of the storm,
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| come the children of the night,
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| out of the storm,
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| a black masquerade,
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| dance with the dead,
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| to the music of grief,
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| out of the storm,
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| a nightchild appears.
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| When the light fades away,
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| and the night puts me asleep,
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| will i ever wake up again,
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| will i stay in this twilight forever?
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| Out of the storm,
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| come the children of the night,
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| out of the storm,
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| a black masquerade,
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| dance with the dead,
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| to the music of grief,
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| out of the storm,
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| a nightchild appears. |