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         The Man
The starving eyes mean nothing
To the man who wants his meal.
Pain and love go hand in hand
For the man who cannot feel.
Life's empty cup spills over
On the man who waits his death.
Bloody soul and broken heart
For the man who wastes his breath.
Piercing smiles, stabbing power
For the man whom devils call.
Laughing evil watches on
At the man who wants it all

   Creatures of the Night
On the eve of destruction
The powers summon me.
With an echo in my ear,
They shout "Set me free!"
So give them light.
Let them breathe.
Creatures of the night,
They never leave.
With mystical words
Enchanted through the years,
The end of the world
Is soon coming near.
So unlock your doors.
Give up your fight.
Let them rule over you,
The creatures of the night.
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