The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration
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He's always creeping in the gloom
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While I am standing on His way
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He approaches slowly and creeps to me
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I recognize Him - this face and this smile
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He wants to talk to me always at night
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During a day I don't feel Him, can't find
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The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration
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He's always creeping in the gloom
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While I am standing on His way
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As the light vanish, he creeps seeking me
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I'm ready, I'll talk, so night will pass quickly
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Shivering voice trickle out of His lips
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Bares my mind and extend morbid dreams
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The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration
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He is the child of the dark
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I don't want to shelter Him
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The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration
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He is the child of the dark
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I don't want to shelter Him
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Symbol
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| Aion |
