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I see a vision Daydreams of something I need Before I wake from this daze My sense of wrong has depleted Memory under amnesia I must have this flesh Fallen to psychosis No way can I comprehend I've lost all control over Actions you can't prevent Memory under amnesia I must have your flesh I turn to face you The lifeless color of skin A victim of another That resides within Memory under amnesia I must have her flesh From Letras Mania