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Originally performed by Holocaust You're drawn at the darkness, And you will see, Just call my name and I'll be there. You cannot touch me, You would not dare, I am the chill that's in the air. So I try to get through to you, In my own special way, As the barriers crumble, At the end of the day. |
Dark rivers are flowing, Back into the past, You are the fish for which I cast. And what of the future, What is to be, As the rivers flow into the sea. So I try to get through to you, In my own special way, As the barriers crumble, At the end of the day. |
Do not take for granted, Powers out there, Don't step into the demon's lair. Time is an illusion, Rising from time, Steep is the mountain which we climb. So I try to get through to you, In my own special way, As the barriers crumble, At the end of the day. |
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