| This is hate and all the passion that goes with it.
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| This is love and all the sickness that I feel because of you, because of you.
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| I crowned you during death; |
| adornment of my dying bride.
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| In coalesce with filth and faith, your salvation deaths embrace.
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| Black like deicide.
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| Cracked mirrors look back and laugh.
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| Thoughts crush my mind.
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| Secrets of my heart pour black like deicide.
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| One of these nights I promise, I"ll watch you die.
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| When the tables were turned, I"ll watch you die.
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| Lifeless and empty, your absence is killing me.
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| Let the past die.
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| You were always dead in my eyes.
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| Because of you, this is hate, this is hate.
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| Because of you, this is hate. |