Possession
The endowment of savoring moments 
A certain safety found among the pale lines 
Now I stand here watching them steal the stage 
When we suppress the demons lying inside 

Lost somewhere between the seconds of sleep 
Serving another master of... 

Clutching on false impressions and makings of disdain 
That seems to fall on resolving my remains 

Possession... 
Deep within my soul... and never letting go 

Return to spread the hollow shell of will 
Burn the predictions of when to decline 
Pulling choices that are killing me 

Lost somewhere between the seconds of sleep 
Serving another master of... 

Possession... 
Deep within my soul... and never letting go 
Possession... 
Depression for pain... the nightmare still remains 

Possession... 
The cure left in vain... overjoyed by my pain 
Possession... 
Decay often brings... the nightmare of me

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