| You like this, don’t you?
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| You love the sound of the blade
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| Crossing your tinny blue veins
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| Those lanes of life that you’ve never
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| Used and seemingly you never will
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| You know, the bleeding flesh has an aroma
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| A perfume I love to smell, a perfect mixture of sweat, blood and tears
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| Tears like the ones that blind your eyes
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| Fear takes over your inner site
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| Isn’t it wonderful? |
| Isn’t unique to playing god for one moment?
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| Isn’t it wonderful to practice it on you? |
| Oh yes, it is and you know it
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| There is no god, nor laws in this travel my friend
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| It is just you, you, and you alone
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| Riding white horses, colorfoul rainbows
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| And flaming dragons all the way down to hell
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| Poison runs fast in your fantasies again
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| Don’t lose your faith in you
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| Don’t lose your faith in me
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| Don’t lose your faith in us
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| Gone are the days of trust
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| Beautiful mournings never last too long
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| And the beautiful youth is most likely to follow their example
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| Tragedy is the sister of happiness and likes to visit her often
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| Don’t open the door, let her out with the dogs of bark
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| Whent the best comes it’s time to leave and a life full
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| Of unspoked desires and poor memories
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| Is a like a virgin body full of lust
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| Give it pleasure now, you will love it
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| I’m alone… father, I’m alone
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| I’m freaking out… cause it’s my life I doubt |