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Night Of The StormA dark mist hanging over the skyUnholy rites look in to the flame Screams of vain A crying voice calls me And take me away I can see the end But still I feed my dreams With bleeding hands The night of the storm Into your soul Hellfire tries to deceive you The night of the storm Into your mind And now your last breath is mine The secrecy becomes my dark mask I turn my self in to the black of darkness They chase my in shadows And take me away |