When you're asleep where you hide from the truth,
Standing in fire of blasphemies name, imaging me killing you,
Deep in you're dreams of the mental abuse.
Stabbing like pain, drive you insane, you have been cursed and the curse will remain.
I wont forget and will haunt you to death, dance on your grave when you die.
Stifle your screams, me and my stare, over the edge into cries of despair,
Eyes are upon you, I wait you expose, Yours for the asking has brought you ill will,
Then only then will my evil let go,
Enchanted nightmare I dream of you killed.
Master of black arts inside of your head Curse you with evil and bad luck and death
Enchanted nightmare, you'll never know peace till you die,
When you're asleep which I don't think you can,
Ever forever relentless and vain, suicide thought will be I.
I am the conscious that's driving you mad,
In every breath I will wish on you pain, your guilt will be your demise.
Wanting your dead is all that I dream, for all the years that you ruined for me. Slowly it kills you, and without a sound, evil upon you forever and on,
Lost in the scheme, storybook dream, still empty handed I promise to the,
Enchanted nightmare my blood has been spilled.
Consensual victim of your own free will.
Master of black arts inside of your head
Curse you with evil and bad luck and death
Enchanted nightmare, you'll never know peace till you die.
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