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Who will tell me why I hear dead silence?

Who will tell me what is life or death?

No voice of despair inside me

And no anxiety outside

And what I feel? Just nothing!

Just wood and night

It’s place of rage!

Place of hell!

Place of wasted love and spell!

The Mist — black shadows from the east

Like an instinct of beast

Fear and suffer

The Mist — dark side of judgment list

Evil demons feast

Pain and passion

Can you tell me where my destination is?

Can I tell you what my sense of life means?

Please!

No more rage!

No more hell!

No more wasted love and spell!

The Mist — black shadows from the east

Like an instinct of beast

Fear and suffer

The Mist — dark side of judgment list

Evil demons feast

Pain and passion

Fear and pain!

I feel a cold breath of silence on my lips

The wood ghosts are looking at me

I feel the shiver of bushes and trees,

That’s not dreams

Oh, God, save me from this mighty mist

The Mist — black shadows from the east

Like an instinct of beast

Fear and suffer

The Mist — dark side of judgment list

Evil demons feast

Pain and passion

O-o-o,

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