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The night terrors are coming
Their grasp is oh so near
I try to run away and hide
They feed upon my fear
I cannot shut them out
They always break down walls
I cry, I scream, I try to wake
My efforts forever fall
An echo in the distance
I know it is not real
Another thing to give me fright
With dark nipping at my heels
I try to live in light
To avoid the deadly clasp
It drags me into world of scares
Nightmares hold me fast
My mind is too deep under
Too full of age-old sorrow
Horrid visions dance before me
I'll forget them on the morrow
I cannot stand the terror
to fight against I don't dare
I know it is all over when
I awake from the nightmares
Their grasp is oh so near
I try to run away and hide
They feed upon my fear
I cannot shut them out
They always break down walls
I cry, I scream, I try to wake
My efforts forever fall
An echo in the distance
I know it is not real
Another thing to give me fright
With dark nipping at my heels
I try to live in light
To avoid the deadly clasp
It drags me into world of scares
Nightmares hold me fast
My mind is too deep under
Too full of age-old sorrow
Horrid visions dance before me
I'll forget them on the morrow
I cannot stand the terror
to fight against I don't dare
I know it is all over when
I awake from the nightmares
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