After Midnight
I should be asleep but the dreams do keep me from my slumber sweet. I should be asleep. The dreams of magic and spring, beauty in everything, I should be asleep. The dreams of you and me, love and misery, I should be asleep. The dreams of evil and undead, deny me my right to rest my head. I should be asleep. I should be asleep but the dreams do keep me from my slumber sweet... I should be asleep.
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