"Nightmare"

The sun is gone
The lights are out
I can hear screaming
I can hear a shout
The walls are thin
As paper sick
So much screaming
It makes me sick
Closeing my ears
Holding my breath
Hope to be gone
My final death
Grab the razor
Oh soo tight
So I bleed
Throught the night
Take a breath
Deep and slow
Just see how
Red rivers flow
A soul is gone
A love is lost
But hey whatever
It's at there cost.

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