Black as a devil sweet as a stolen kiss
Walking the shadow soft as a whispered wish
You're taking in the feeling warm to [?]
The light isn't fortune those are in the sky
Bisons are calling but there's nowhere left to hide
Passion is dimension like a mafia to the light
Black as a devil sweet as a summer greens
[?] nightsky trying to steal my dreams
I won't be a prisoner
Inside the fear machine
And I won't be a prisoner
Inside the fear machine
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