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Through the alley's dark I see you run

In the shadow of the lights I hear you breathe

I see your tears and shaking lips,

Still you cast beauty

By the fog and rain outlined

Slave to the voice that grew strong inside

Slave to the pain running through your veins

Brave to the point of breaking down tonight

Behind your back they're always close

But they're never gaining ground, as fast as you

What's reality when faced with thoughts

Ideas arising in the dead of night

Slave to the voice that grew strong inside...

Within your mind he's always close

Never letting go his stranglehold

Inside your heart he's left the stains

His fierce and shallow hatred's haunting you

Slave to the voice that grew strong inside...