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When the darkness closes in,
When you live a life of sin,
When you cant get off that Jack,
And your life is way off track.
Just remember me and you'll see,
That yesterday is history,
Tomorrow's full of mystery,
Take my hand we'll make a stand,
To fight off all our misery.
No more crying I am here,
We'll live this life with no more fear,
And if you come with me dear.
I'll ring the bell to brake the spell,
to free you from this place called hell.
The dreams you dream may make you scream.
But when you wake my hand you'll take,
And I'll lead you through to victory.
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