Now, dear children, pay attention
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I am the voice from the pillow
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I have brought you something
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I ripped it from my chest
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With this heart I have the power
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to blackmail the eyelids
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I sing until the day awakes
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a bright light on the heavens
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my heart burns
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They come to you in the night
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demons, ghosts, black fairies
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they creep out of the cellar shaft
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and will look under your bedding
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Now, dear children, pay attention
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I am the voice from the pillow
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I have brought you something
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a bright light on the heavens
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my heart burns
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They come to you in the night
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and steal your small hot tears
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they wait until the moon awakes
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and put them in my cold veins
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Now, dear children, pay attention
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I am the voice from the pillow
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I sing until the day awakes
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a bright light on the heavens
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my heart burns
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My heart burns
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My Heart Burns
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| Rammstein |
