6:32 p.m. - September 13, 2003
Satanico Pandemonium
Watching him stolling in night so white.
Wondering why its only after dark.
In his eyes a distant fire light burns bright.
Wondering why its only after dark.
Find myself in his room,
Feel the fever of my doom,
Falling falling thru the sun
Knocking on the devils door.
In the dark I wake up to find him gone,
and know theres only after dark.
Burning burning into flames
now I know his secret game.
You can tell his devils tale
but you'll wake up and he'll be gone yea
In my heart, a deep and darkend gloom
befalls, and wants him and wait for after dark
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