Clipped wings
Man without countryThe glare of disbelief lands on it's knees
I murdered you but it was humane
I put you to sleep so you'd feel no pain
Recurring nightmare
I'll wake in cold sweat
To stare at the ceiling
I'm cursed under a dark spell
I'm haunted by dreams
My lips chafe, my brain's concrete
I try religiously to break the force-field
Being immune is making me sick
I let you stew and I let you win
Recurring nightmare
I'll wake in cold sweat
To stare at the ceiling
I'm cursed under a dark spell
I'm haunted by dreams
Your last words will become more famous than you
Your last words will be written on your tombstone
Recurring nightmare
I'll wake in cold sweat
To stare at the ceiling
I'm cursed under a dark spell
I'm haunted by dreams
Recurring nightmare
I'll wake in cold sweat
To stare at the ceiling
I'm cursed under a dark spell
I'm haunted by dreams
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