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The Dead Of Dusk
The Dead Of Dusk
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In the winter you will lie
Soul beguiled and rested eye
Deathly dreams that dream to die
In the dead of dusk
In December you will sleep
Stowed away the dreams you keep
The sea inside you, swirling deep
In the dead of dusk
Daytime thoughts of innocence
Happiness and diligence
Follow you to requiem
In the dead of dusk
Lightest thoughts on the surface, you
Forget about what's real what's true
Until the dusk envelops you
That dead and demon dusk
Everything you thought you knew
Sleep will twist and mangle you
Nightmares creep inside of you
In the dead of dusk
Morning follows
Sunrises up
Nightmares dangle on the cusp
Disappear now,
Twelve hours burn up
Then drag you down
Back to the dead of dusk
