| Night came, sounds became whispers
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| To my mind their words clang, bitter
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| My soul turned into their prisoner
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| Gloom took me away, deeper and deeper
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| At last my head began to find peace
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| My whole body dived into bliss
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| All of a sudden your figure appeared
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| And slowly came your words to my ears:
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| «Look at me reach my hand», you said
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| Your eyes were so black and your face so pale
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| But you were too high in the divine skies
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| I couldn’t touch you, my dear dead bride
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| Holy voices came through the clouds
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| Whispers became noise, so loud
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| «Your dear dead bride lies in the ground
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| If your scar is still a red wound
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| Go and find her
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| Unmask the killer»
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| With all my strenght and all my rage
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| I scraped the mud, broke the cage
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| Got lost in this frightening race
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| But didn’t find you, even not a trace
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| Went back to the surface to breathe a new air
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| Shouted to the sky:"You lied to me, it's unfair
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| My dear dead bride isn’t burried in the ground
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| ‘Cause nothing, nothing of her has been found"
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| The voices talked to me once again
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| And reassured my poor heart so much in pain
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| «Dear human, your research was not in vain
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| The killing dagger is just above, in the rain»
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| My anger recovered, I fled to the skies
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| Then caught the clouds and tried and tried
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| But nothing of you came, no light, no flame
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| My body bled, I was almost insane
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| «I'll kill your dark vampire» said I
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| «The dagger will be in his hand,» voices replied
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| Throw his evil soul away, away
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| ‘Cause he’s not worth seeing another single day"…
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| …I woke up suddenly in the silent bedroom
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| It could be midnight or it could be noon
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| «That was a bad dream, a cruel nightmare»
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| But in my right hand, the dagger was there |