| In the dark there is a place*
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| I’m hiding from the world to see
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| The door is shut, sealed and locked
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| So I’m trying to bury the key
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| It’s the dark side of the moon
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| A shadow that no light can reach
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| Behind the walls of sleep
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| I sometimes can take a look through the dark
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| I’m afraid of what it seems to be
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| I am lost inside this mystery
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| A seed of evil is growing inside my mind
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| The dark around me tells a tale of the night
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| I slowly reach my self-built enemy line
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| I raise my hand and I hope I can touch the light
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| A ray of light is breaking through
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| A sign of hope that warms my soul
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| The shadows flee and once again
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| My mind is refilled by the light
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| But sometimes it returns again
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| I feel the darkness take control
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| Lost inside this vicious curse
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| An endless trip through the night
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| I’m afraid of what it seems to be
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| I am lost inside this mystery
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| A seed of evil is growing inside my mind
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| The dark around me tells a tale of the night
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| I slowly reach my self-buht
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| I slowly reach my self-built enemy line
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| I raise my hand and I hope I can touch the light
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| A seed of evil is growing inside my mind
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| The dark around me tells a tale of the night
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| I slowly reach my self-built enemy line
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| I raise my hand and I hope I can touch the light |