Night surrounds me, cold and surreal.

My mind plays with so many things that i fear.

What is watching? what is near? Night surrounds me cold and surreal.

I pick up my pace, i can feel my heart began to race.

The night seems to swallow me feeding my fears every sound echos in my ears.

Night surrounds me cold and surreal.

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