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• Artiste: Mist Of Avalon
• Titre: Bed Of Fear
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I'm lying in a bed of fear It's a feeling that's no stranger to me It all started with a deadly kiss Sometimes it's hate And it's growing strong inside of me again It's a pure instinct from me hard It's a feeling uglier than the devil himself And it's colder than the coldest wind This feeling is buried deep in my soul I don't know what to do, there is no remedy for this When I'm lying in this bed of fear everything turns into ashes And for you who gave me this deadly kiss I have no feeling left but hate And it comes from my heart Hate grows stronger and stronger in my mind When it comes to fear, death is the only thing I can hear I wish that all of this could be an evil dream But the only dream I have is when I look deep inside My enchanted mirror made of my dreams I want to escape this world to the world of my mirror Where fear no longer exist