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Come down to the coast my dear

Run like the wind

I'll be waiting you there

I got colors and canvas ready for us

My blood is the paint

Our canvas the rocks.

Will you please help me the finnish my art

Please

I beg you with all of my heart,

I know you fly with the owls tonight

But I really don't need that much of your time

A few hundred heartbeats is all I need!

In the darkness I have seen you

And the demons you have in you

Born of fire, breed in moonlight

Yes my dear soul

I know you well....

You are chapter five in my personal hell

Sharpstone mountain my dear, my own

I need one of your sharp grey stones

I need it to smash it upon a head

I need it for someone who wants to be dead!

I'll replace this stone with blood on your foot

Everything will turn out as it should...

I am coming,

I am running

I'll be there very soon

I'll create it,

This is perfect

Just look at the light of the moon!

I already know what you want me to do

I know what you have to say and tell

You want to revenge your bleeding life

And cut them up like a sharp-bladed knife!

As I run towards this silhouette soul I know it's about the reach its goal

I know this is what it wants me to do

Finally here is your dream come true

I got a stone in my hand!

I'm here for you!