Arrival

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    In the fear of night
    Wake up and dream
    You are the target of a pulsing ion beam
    No time to sweat
    They threw the switch
    Your muscles frozen in a tetanizing grip

    From your muffled cage
    A figure leans
    Dead eyes upon you
    Black and cold as a machine
    Arrival...
    Walls are bleeding red light
    Bare force controls the night
    Desperation fills your mind
    Angel of a new kind.

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    Is there anyone there?
    Your body now a prison of the light
    And paralyzed you stare
    A victim of the watchers in the sky
    In the fear of night
    Wake up and scream
    You are the victim of all that is unseen
    No time to sweat
    They threw the switch
    Your muscles frozen in a tetanizing grip

    Arrival
    Walls are bleeding red light
    Bare force controls the night
    Desperation fills your mind
    Angel of a new kind

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    Composition: London Wylde

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