Sucked into vortex on a full moon night
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Air tasted sweet speed felt right
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Down winding highways following cats eyes
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Glowing fierce and pines my mind runs shallow
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Eyelids getting heavy the road tells me to follow
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Into the desolate amongst the remains savaged isolation
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Unexplained deaths in the valley
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The myth of the devils lair lies deep in suspicion
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And folklores for centuries
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Credibility never challenged
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Rumor panic smoke screen desire
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To conceal reality
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Nemesis or Deceiver, stench of natures dungeon
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Horror upon horror, shiver as the jackal howls
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Looking our from the hillside
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Smoke rises from the valley below
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Unearthly screams cut through the rain
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Every creature dies, paper mouses burn
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Tears fall at the Wall of Names
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Sacrifice for freedom, punishment or reward
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Take the journey of fear or hope
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Nemesis or Deceiver, stench of natures dungeon
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Horror upon horror, shiver as the jackal howls
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Lunatic fringe, aura of the shrouded pulls
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Myth or man beyond the call
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Myth Or Man
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Grip Inc. |