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Oh mighty old one

please hear my prayers

For I offer nothing

but a life of servitude

Grant us eyes, Grant us eyes!

Plant your eyes into my mind

Grant us eyes, Grant us eyes!

cleanse me of my beastly soul

I wish to remain

only but a host

within the world of

neverending nightmares

I refuse to wake

from this very dream

for now I feel

the dream and I are one

a host of the nightmare

I feel now I am

please don't let me wake

i wish not to leave

Grant us eyes, Grant us eyes!

Plant your eyes into my mind

Grant us eyes, Grant us eyes!

cleanse me of my beastly soul

Grant us eyes, Grant us eyes!

Plant your eyes into my mind

Grant us eyes, Grant us eyes!

cleanse me of my beastly soul