Contractor by day, Songwriter, poet, by night.
(Verse) 1
Here the call, our darkness needs
another host, for the demons seed
plant it deep, in the sole
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Darkness brings, bloodless pain
inner demons, shrouded shame,
scale the walls inside my head,
Pile the bodies of the dead.
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(10)
(Chorus)
So Come on in, were havin a party
the real good times, just gettin started
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In my imagination
the thing I saw was cursed
It slid across a giant plane
the journey was it`s first
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