Evil Dawn
I do not want to sleep tonight.
I hold on to remains of star light.
I want to halt earth in it's course.
I want to make the universe pause.
There's an
e-vil dawn on it's way.
There's an
e-vil dawn on the rise.
No one can help me tonight.
I see the candle burn low as sin.
The flicker dance, the flux it is in.
The struggle for the last drink of wax.
The writhing in the soul that it lacks.
There's an
e-vil dawn on it's way.
There's an
e-vil dawn on the rise.
No one can help me tonight.
I see the clouds above through the glass.
I see my future form and then pass.
I wish the lucid nightmare would end.
Perhaps tomorrow I can sleep again.
and miss the
e-vil dawn of the day.
There's an
e-vil dawn on the way.
There's an
e-vil dawn after me.
Let it not be.
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