The Witching Hour Bell

de Dopelord

Falling to disgrace, take your life
You pretend... to live
Laying in this death bed, take a look
You pretend... to care
Everyday struggle, to prevail
Though you know... you can't win
Dying every night, and you wish
It's for good... This time
What you are, is dead inside
What you are, is god damned.
Time to close your eyes, for the night
And pretend... all is fine.
Wishing you could look, through these chains
Of your flesh... and mind
Try to imagine, what it's like
To be truly free... If you could only see.
Dying every night, and you wish so hard
It's for good this time... It's for good this time...
And now it's time, to find out
And now it's time...

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