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I dreamed that one had died in a strange place they had nailed the boards over your face you are underground you are under boards i bid to you anonymously she never had to sleep again dreams kept awake she could never allow i don't like this at all i coudn't seem to speak cut...bleeding...and sad when you dream of things you don't understand you can't live here you can't live here (Thanks to John for these lyrics) From Letras Mania