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I am the Prince of Darkness come to you again
The shadow of your desires, mirror of your dreams
When you settle into thought, your world becomes my own
When you let me, in I creep, to repossess your will
Run you may, distract you must, to keep the pain at bay
For shadows seep before my feet to fill your mind with doubt

Heavy limbs and aches and pains

Movement in the shadows is nigh impossible

Where will you go, what will you do? Nothing out there for the likes of you

Just hang your head in shame and dread as my weight bears down upon you

Now I lay you down to sleep no soul have you to keep

A fetal curl, protect yourself in a warm safe blanket of slumber

Better yet, get a hit of whatever makes you number

Run, find a friend, can you find one who wants you

Listen, listen carefully, do you hear the clock is ticking?

My pacing heels are clicking, dark sentry standing guard outside

The dark corner in which you reside.


I am Ra, I am the light,
Joyous rapture day and night

I am hope eternal
The rainbows end

I will show you what is there
I will show you what you want

I am the impetus
The possible is everything.

I am the day of endless done
The answers you now can see

I am the smile that opens doors
That magic spark no one can miss

I am the words that flow so free
Spells enchant mere mortals around you

With me you cannot fail
With me, on winds you will sail

Come now it is your time
Take your place in my palace of the sun

You are the chosen one
My dearest Icarus

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