Into The Realm
Damn, the night can be so cruel sometimes ...
The darkness overtakes my thoughts, my mind.
I feel like I'm drowning in a deep sea of sadness,
Slipping into the realm of insanity and madness.
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The Dark has a funny way of keeping me ...
Wrapped up in it's crazed world of fantasy.
Somehow .. I find comfort within it's dark lair,
Keeps me safe from reality's den of despair
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Into this realm that I dare to venture ...
I dance with the demons of dementia.
Dangling by what's left of sanity's thread,
Fragments of reality escaping my head.
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Pulling me in deeper with it's evil grip ...
As the Black Knight emerges -The White Knight slips.
Slips into Hell and allows the beast to rise,
Replaces the light with the dark in my eyes.
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The beast has risen in me once again ...
There's no way of knowing when this will end.
He rises when I'm hurt, confused or confined,
Damn, the night can be so cruel sometimes.
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