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The Town Without Name
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by Frank Peter Hermsen
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The dusk is swathing me in
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While I return to the nightmare Land
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Where bad mysteries were born
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And buried deep in the holy sand
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I feel the strange aura here
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At the gates of the town without name
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Built up thousands of years ago
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Lost and never found again
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This is the home of the lost
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Home of the pain
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Home of the darkness
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The town without a name
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I´m getting closer
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Together again
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Yes I return to the town
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Without name
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A monument to the darkest man
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A pandemonium of the night
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In a gigantic dangerous cave
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Underneath the desert light
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As a shelter from the time
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These od black walls were made
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To protect its rotten heart
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Of desperate fear and eternal hate
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These ruins were always calling me
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I broke my oath not to return
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To the place that was once built up
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Before Babel´s bricks were burned
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So take my heart and lead me
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Into the depth of your viciousness
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Guzzle my soul and rape my heart
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And damn me deep into lonelyness
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The Town Without Name
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| Another Tale |
