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Demons have fingers that claw through the dark Reaching around just to grab for your heart Hide in the bubble, run in the road Melt into pictures they cannot hold Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees Creatures await you with stories untold Rise from the water and head for your home Lie with the demon, sleep with the ghost Fly with the raven, a jewel in your throat Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees So far away, you have flown Sink from the sky, pull me from the stone And when I awake, the shapes will swarm around me Slip through the walls, carry me into the sea Things will remind us the ending is soon Cold bones and old crones and big black balloons Scream they last scream now, sing your last line Formless and faceless, eternally lie Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees From Letras Mania