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A night, cold as ice, was where I met those eyes

I felt the wind pass by as knives inside my mind

Whispers in my ears of something that was meant to be

I can't escape my past, from that night I'm no longer free

You are possessed

You are a puppet of death

(Can you feel your saviour is coming?)

I am a witch, the one and only to see

That you are sentenced to death - by the devils deed

It is trapped in my body

Running through my veins

Always seems to expand

And I can feel it

Won't escape from my flesh

It always speaks to me

This is my fate, torment & hate

The exorcist

The sweat breaks on my brow, I scream out to be heard

A crucifix above my head won't make him undeterred

I have accepted that I won't live on for long

I wish and pray that I die before the dawn