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I have a secret, unknown to all
The dream that haunts my sleep I have a secret I can never tell The scream that haunts my sleep I have a secret, a terrible thing The blood that haunts my sleep I have a secret, buried beneath lies The death that haunts my sleep I cannot sleep through my frequent dreams My dreams, my dreams of red I cannot be free of my bloodied dreams My dreams, my dreams of red
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