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Blowing cold! |
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The sound of the wind lets see silent presence of every thing. |
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Wary steps of drawing near, decisive silence, restless breath... |
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Would-be angelhood, sucking out lifeblood drop by drop. |
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I feel your hand on me. Your touch is wrong. |
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Blood on your arms... You won't see till bury with your own hands. |
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Blood in your mouth... Tasted once you'll have no strength to stop. |
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Chokehold! Warm flow you drink in wastes me. It's easier... |
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To scramble out of the grave than to tear myself from your embrace. |
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There's no way to hide from you, there's no sense to run away. |
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You retrieve me to the place where steps of hopelessness begin. Just make me dead... |
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Spit blood... |
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I feel your skin, I feel your hand on me. Touching to kiss... |
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It's not like you're gonna care. |
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You drown in my blood your tears and sorrow. You want more and more... Are you not blood drunk yet? |
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Give me your hand to show you my pain somewhere... Give me one more chance to die... Take me out! |
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Let carry out my desire, just mortify. Leave me alone forever! ... |
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My desire, I let you kill. Leave me alone forever! |
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Red drips, warm sweet blood streams you drink... I feel cold kiss, taste of bloodred lips... |
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Chokehold, dead set to belong to you. I suffocate and you breathe... |
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Goodbye, I gasp out to you. It's the time for death kiss... |
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I feel your skin, I feel your hand on me. Touching to kiss... |
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It's not like you're gonna care. |
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You drown in my blood your tears and sorrow. You want more and more... Are you not blood drunk yet? |
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Give me your hand to show you my pain somewhere... Give me one more chance to die... Take me out! |
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Let carry out my desire, just mortify. Leave me alone forever! ... |
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Day by day I look like increasingly my future corpse. Wounding, you suck my wounds, gore, sore. |
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I could bury myself, but my hands are tied with rope. I bleed on the floor, no more hope. Red is your color. |
