The days have come for the grim man,
Every night a restless sleep condemns me,
Waiting in fear for the shadows to appear,
Along the walls they creep,
Like the shiver up my spine,
"God, let me sleep"
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The days have come for the grim man, Every night a restless sleep condemns me, Waiting in fear for the shadows to appear, Along the walls they creep, Like the shiver up my spine, "God, let me sleep"
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