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evil roams the land of my dreams onslaught is the onset of coma ancients chase the crystals of black magic is the secret I keep searching in the land of my dreams gazing in the eyes of my dying conciousness I have to grasp the last stone failing means I will never awake slowly I drown in my sleep hoping my brain will awake my last crystal will fall in their hands leaving me to die alone in my sleep ride! I hear hooves pounding I see his mask, it's black ! I try escaping but I can't move I'm doomed sword ! flesh ! blood ! kill ! die ! sun will rise for you again now ... From Letras Mania