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Terror

I suffer from an uniqueness, a shattered split identity
Of a peaceful kind is one of my selfs, the other one of another kind
 
Terror, terror
 
When the night falls he awakens, the one who hardly is a man of peace
With wild dreams like an animal with the blood of a king to his nature *
 
Then I'm filled by a thought with which I sometimes play
It contains battery and weapons in my hand
Then I want to hear sweet singing
To my choice of music
And if I don't hear the sweet singing, I want to hear screams
 
Terror, terror
 
He hides when the day arises but is laying still and smoulder
He burns inside me and eventually he always finds a way out
 
Terror, terror
 
A big man with a life mission, a vision with love for big things
He aims for failure for my good, tame self
 
Then I'm filled by a thought with which I sometimes play
It contains battery and weapons in my hand
There I want to see you dance to the music of my choice
And the one who won't dance shall become a beautiful corpse
 
Terror, terror
 
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