Drag him down
That knife, slipping flee
That knife, slipping flee

Sweet dreams my dear little child
I burn for touching a bead of your own mass
You will be gone now forever
Try to sleep one more time

A spirit light comes through
Silent bringer of death
The cover breezed right open
Come to steal the cash
Washed his blade over the kill
(Here comes the light)
Furious desertion ...

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