As I lay amongst the people I love, I prepare my mind of what mask
it will inherit tonight, it begins like I ever had a choice,
filling my head with demented lies, choice to defend my greatest demise, ancient screams portrayed with demure, strip me of all that
make me pure, one by one my thoughts are raped, like grazing vultures it's all too late, my body goes limp, I can no longer feel, for the love of god this can't be real, my shell the proof of hideous violence, left with nothing but an empty silence,
my fear of night dissipates by day, 12 hours from now i'll be your prey, mere man I encounter I fear no more, it's my night time mistress, my twilight whore
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