Darker thoughts, how they dare
Poluting my gentle soul?!
Turning dream into nightmare,
Where I fall into a wormhole.
Lost the essence, lost control.
Lost my role, lost my air...
To the point I can't repair
And once again be whole.
The missing part, she stole.
Returned to her lair
And started playing Rock'n'Roll!
Now infected by true despair
That noone can console.
I completely stopped to care...
"Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil..."
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