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Still of the night

Sleeping well you wake hearing his steps outside

Feeling the fright

All alone you cry, your time has come to hide

Anger inside

All astray, filled by a thirst he can’t repulse

Hatred and pride

Opening wide the door to satisfy the pulse

No time to lose

No time to stay

Tightening his hands on your neck, you’re dying

Victim of tragedy

When he stands

Behind the mask

You’re the back to the wall

Victim of fate

When the blood

Sinks on your face

It’s your darkest hour

Frighten away

Lying on the ground

Paralyzed by pain, all your senses are numb

Stamping your wound

Smile to the lips, the time for his revenge has come

No strength to move

No other way

Watching your life scrolling down, you’re crying

Victim of tragedy

When he stands

Behind the mask

You’re the back to the wall

Victim of fate

When the blood

Sinks on your face

It’s your darkest hour

Frighten away

No time to lose

No time to stay

Tightening his hands on your neck, you’re dying

Victim of tragedy

When he stands

Behind the mask

You’re the back to the wall

Victim of fate

When the blood

Sinks on your face

It’s your darkest hour

Frighten away