| «I grasp the soil from the tomb
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| And cover my face
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| This face of a murderer»
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| Serpents betrayed me They crawled in my head and betrayed me Old woods, they misled me Cut my face and misled me The owls are not what they seem
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| They made me do it
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| Am I a ghost amongst them?
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| But this blood is real that stains my hands
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| Tortured by these voices, like flies around me They chased me here and you invited me in…
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| These woods breathe evil!
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| Rust on the ground and the arches of fire!
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| These woods breathe evil!
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| Here in the circle of eerie winds
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| Towards the black heart of magnetic north
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| Black lodge and red rooms of insanity
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| Here I reached the point of no return
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| With my hands around you they chased me here
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| To this hotel of ghosts
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| And they showed me this room, this room with a view
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| And you invited me in…
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| Tortured by these voices, like flies around me They chased me here and you invited me in…
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| These woods…
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| These woods breathe evil!
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| Rust on the ground and the arches of fire!
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| These woods breathe evil!
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| Here in the circle of eerie winds
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| Towards the black heart of magnetic north
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| They led me back here, to your buried body… |