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dark nights of reality

until the moon has displayed itself,darkness never has somber moments,as demons and spirits run untamed,the whicked witch has sex with ghosts,her screams of ecstacy ring through the fog.(CHORUS) as your dreams reflect on fantasy,ghosts wrestle with your blue soul,whores and elves laugh at your dreams,at night darkness spells reality. (V2)goblins rob you of your will to live,you spawn homicidal dreams of evil sex,cut off your head,your blood thrusts out,theres the black angel,taking your heart,only whores and thieves beg your soul,evil runs and hides,laughing at your mind.(CHORUS)could you die a lonely slow death,help is only a gunshot away,breathe deep. and sit on your brain,dark nights of reality.fade out............tears your soul........like a rabid dog....(WARNING: ANY REPRODUCTION OF THIS IS FEDERALLY PROHIBITED WITHOUT THE WRITTEN CONSENT OF THE WRITER, ALL LISTINGS ARE PROTECTED UNDER COPYRIGHT LAW)

Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:35 PM CST