Sleep my precious child.
And dream of crimson blood.
The demons of your mind awake.
When there's no longer sun.
Your nightmares just unbraces.
The strength you have inside.
So sleep my precious child.
While I sing this Devil's lullaby.

Sleep my precious child.
And dream of crimson blood.
The demons of your mind awake.
When there's no longer sun.
Your nightmares just unbraces.
The strength you have inside.
So sleep my precious child.
While I sing this Devil's lullaby.
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