الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Cold sweat dreaming...
Am I awake?
I feel drained...
With fevered screaming...
My thoughts they break
I am pained...
Lights are flickering down the wall
My eyes they burn.
An angel's voice then starts to talk
Hypnotised my head I turn.
I have started many miles away
to find our hero and finally lead him astray.
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