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Between Poets And Murderers (Artas)

Everyday a feeling surrounded me That all this must be a dream Like a dream on your vacations When you're woken up By the noise of the rain Dropping on the lake Building up high waves Reaching for the sky All hells are open wide Unleashing forces Embracing you All hells are open wide Behind the barrier The silent demons Watching over Pandora's box And the rise of chaos No one is save When it's guardians are gone Once again the pack has returned To hunt me down To stomp me back Back in the ground I learned that I have to give up a piece Of myself to be free at least to breathe I am a poet an artist of war A war I've declared On the day I was born Behind the barrier The silent demons Watching over Pandora's box And the rise of chaos No one is save When it's guardians are gone Once again the pack has returned But for the last time Now it ends Foul rain is falling Black clouds swallowing the land Cancerous season forsaken Consuming us all Behind the barrier The silent demons Watching over Pandora's box Finally! The barrier is down The door has opened Now it ends!