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Edge Of Sanity Dark Day

Whispers, Travelling with the wind Like fragments of unbecoming, the gathering of our sins. Crying, tears from the blind man. Now you see so much better

toll on the author's sanity, as evidenced by the tone of his inscriptions, which seem to suggest that in discovering this Pandora's Box of dark elucidation

save Blood and Flesh....rotting in a common grave And the color of blood brings out the dark Ripping sanity appart Inner voice commands, appetence obey Suffer every night and day

map to travel Once false step, you enter the death Darkness, the triple sage that's brave to the conscious As I drag your mind off the edge of sanity

The dark silouette of the creature poised, crouched on the corner of a cliffs edge waits eagerly, eyes glare patiently. Red eyes filled with fire and

right The dark and the light, the strong and the weak Your conscious eatin at you trying to get your sanity You gotta hold your ground Can let it slip a day

ain't no light Thinkin bout decisions, the wrong and the right The dark and the light, the strong and the weak Your conscious eatin at you trying to get your sanity

I'm so tired day after day, I pretend I'm awake I've been losing sleep Balancing in between, dream and this cold world Helplessly trying to keep Little

of hate The princess falls to earth in dark sedation Her blindness stunts the growth of nascent power That grows within her like some poisonous flower The blade of darkness