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Tale Of The Killer II

when i stand in front of him
my soul is like a rock
heavy and empty inside

i wonder if i can be free
wake up from the long sleep
from the dark place
travel to the new world

Tale Of The Killer!

when you cling to me
i hold you in my hand
i look into your eyes
you smile to me so warmly

i wonder if you like others
playing an innoncent face
with red rose lips
like drain of blood

Rain in my heart

the rain is still falling
sleep with the earth
i see the water flow
trough the old drain
clean all the blood
sweep all the smell
that sting around the road
dark and black in my heart