| The sound, of bones cracking let me know that she’s near a hateful,
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| unwanted presence that feeds off of fear
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| A lost soul that never found light now lurks in the abyss of hatred
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| Crawl towards me, her pale mangled limbs are embedded in
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| The back of my eyes
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| An abused soul with no remorse seeks retribution
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| Within an innocent figure
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| My nightmares have become a reality
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| My eyes illuminate what the mind doesn’t want to see
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| A sickening curse standing right in front of me
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| Shrill, whispers, constant-ly haunt my, conscious-ness
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| Reminding me, I’m nothing but a servant in the palms of malevolence
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| Stalker of the night deceiving the weak
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| Splintered nails drag down my back
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| Foul blackened eyes glare at me in disgust
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| A rotting odor overwhelms the room where shadows disfigure reality
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| A mangled cunt, from hell stalks me
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| Her pale mangled limbs are embedded in
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| The back of my eyes
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| An abused soul with no remorse seeks retribution
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| Within an innocent figure
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| Foul hateful creature come and, devour me
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| Rape what’s left of my mind
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| Con-sume my, sanity
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| Stalker of the night
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| Deceiving, the, weak
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| Stalker of the night
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| Deceiving the weak |