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The screams in their dreams fill us all Children of a night Such a sad tune they rhyme The bloody boys that sing a wicked song And for all of them they're just memories in the wind Rise and see It's the down of insanity Keeper of the gates of fire And the Heretic has said You don't rock have to be afraid Till rock I - till I come to get ya And child in time On the swords edge you ride And cast a spell of Heresy rock And die in vain Like a wild dog in chains And no-one can save Or set you free 2. The Real Me [Originally performed by The Who] I wend back to the doctor to get another shrink I sit and tell him about my weekend, but he never can change what he thinks Can you see the real me, doctor-doctor Can you see the real me, doctor, ooh, doctor I went back to my mother, I said I'm crazy ma help me She said I know how it feels son Cause it runs in the family Come on tell me can you see the real me mother mother Can you see the real me mother whoa mother Can you see can you see Can you see the real me Can you see, can you see the real me The real me, the real me, the real me The cracks between the pavement
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