Written By Nathan Weiss
Dark is the mist Dark is the shape Dark is the grave From where I'll awake It seems that I'm dead It seems that I'm dead Dark, mist has enveloped me I cannot see the light of day All I see is darkness there So I lay in my bed and cry Darkness falls as we run away Mist creeps as we pass by While we wait for the light of day Don't release your hand, don't let go We can never end the nightDownload
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