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Children of the night bring light
Like serpents of the tree
They make you cry all the while
Indulging fruitful fantasies
You get defiled with a smile
Inside your bleak reality
Then pray a little prayer
One heaven knows it can’t complete
Because the light can never shine
Nor can goodness e’er compete
With the confines of the darkness
Found inside of you and me
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vanskank
You sell your soul to pay a toll
On a highway paved to hell
If beelzebub could see me now
I’m sure he’d wish me well