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Nine sheep Dead sheep

Sleepless nights
Countless weeks
Something is waiting there for me

Witching hour
Come and gone
How I wish you all could see

These nightmares lurking
Looking for a reason
Inside they are skulking
To commit the treason

But I keep counting dying sheep
To keep myself beyond their reach

Nine sheep ten sheep
Live sheep dead sheep
With the hunger of a wolf
I eat myself to sleep
Written by Krosgood (Violence)
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