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In my room

 Where I lay

 Demons tend to rise

 Make your move

 End it all

 Cloud of dust

 Caught in storm

 You lie there silent

 Justified

 In the dark

 With no worthy eyes

 Shed a light

 On your slave

 Reveal them now to us all

 Scent of fear

 Reaching far

 Cold-blooded tease

 Shades

 Overtaking me

 Craving for release

 Let us know

 Where demons are