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As end nigh, I need you to bleed for me. |
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And you, I need you to kneel for me. |
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Just one loosing battle is left to fight. |
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Your colors will stay frozen, red on white. |
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And I, I'll show how to bleed for me. |
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Don't let your anger turn to me. |
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Don't let your hunger feed on me. |
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Don't let your anger turn to me. |
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Don't let your hunger feed on me. |
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The gravel state of pain I have put you in. |
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The sacrifice and fear i will curse your skin. |
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But still, I crave more then you could give. |
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The ritual is born in this human waste. |
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My lips are covered with you escaping taste. |
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And now, yes now you can shine through me. |
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Don't let your anger turn to me. |
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(All of your hatred makes me bleed.) |
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Don't let your hunger feed on me. |
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(All your emotions makes me sick.) |
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Don't let your anger turn to me. |
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(All of your rose won't be redeemed.) |
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Don't let your hunger feed on me. |
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(Don't let your hunger feed on me.) |
