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She is death The mistress of the night Blood stains her dress Silver eyes full of pain She is death The mistress drags you down The knife firm in her hand Rage consumes all thoughts and reason She is death The mistress murmurs to herself The voices start to drown her She is death She is fear She is afraid Lost the mistress searches Searches for the one to set her dammed soul free The hallways push and crush The world is without time She is death Each year goes by Another one dies The faceless tombstones grow in numbers She wonders Endless -sadex-