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The nightmare always feeds
on our fear
Those who conceal the anguish
will find life
Hail great mother
pink mystical sweet darkness
Death is sacred
for those who go beyond
and find the darkness
pierces bodies of pain
Between blood and trees on fire
I hear deafening screams
my body sucking the lifeblood
Hail great mother
pink mystical sweet darkness
Sweet justice
Sweet darkness
Light pierces the dark
from my body

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