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Horror is fading into the streaming lights of your everyday view

Perception from your side will never be real to no other than your eyes - and only to them

Hunt down the hunters that haunt you like demons

Telling your brain that it's time to die

The unidentified fear that makes your surroundings your enemy is sending

Hallucination like real timelaps repeating the sicker you get - like fog you can't grasp

Like dreams falling with burnt wings you cease to exist to no others than the loser

You rebel towards