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Dreams of Madness
Seeming to become real
Even when reality does not
Exist
Despair riding the wheels of time
Hope on a string
Time slipping through the hands of mankind
People running in fear
Of being devoured by madness
Lust breaking new ground
On the weak hearts
Darkness creeping back into
The hearts of the wicked
Day light going into hiding
As day breaks into solid tears
For that there is no hope for mankind