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4. Alice and her son
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The Damien books The days of fairy tales fell swiftly into night
A new reality came shifting into sight
He was dead, and you were standing by my side
And you were blinded by the light they left behind
Leave it all for the swine, after all we were only blind
It didn't stand the test of time, but we sure left a mess behind
It was July 2003, I hadn't even turned sixteen
I wasn't ready for the rig, but it was ready and waiting for me!
I had my crucifix and my flimsy faith
You had the book of Wicca, we thought it all the same
You sat, staring at the knife, I tried to save your life
But we were in too deep to turn around
I was an ornamental fool, and you were born in a burial gown
It sure didn't take that much to drag us down
That was the night I died, my fists were buried in the ground
Leave it all for the swine, after all we were only blind
It didn't stand the test of time, but we sure left a mess behind
It was July 2003, I hadn't even turned sixteen
I wasn't ready for the rig, but it was ready and waiting for me!
They couldn't save us before we drowned!
I can't see the future, I couldn't turn it all around
Even though the mystery was all to blame,
the night it came...
I fell asleep...
Wake me when you return, for I know the spirit always burns
Wake me, when you return...
