| A glance to my eyes, deep within reveals
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| This worn-out warrior’s mind
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| I’m killing you by suffering
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| Discomposure of a deepest kind
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| In the night I crave to feel your breath
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| And your touch like angel of death
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| In the dawn, I’m in chains of bestial rage
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| And forced to make you dead
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| The chains get tighter around my throat
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| I can give you no love, only dead-lift of pain
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| In the dusk of evening, I tuck you up with feather
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| Forever I’ll stand by your side
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| In the twilight of night I’m laughing
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| While cutting you hundred and thirteen times
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| Can’t you see I am evil, double-edged razor
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| Child of eternal hate
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| To torment you like a motherfuckin' whore
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| I’ll make you cry forever more
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| I’d crawl through broken glass to you…
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| And your name is written in my very flesh
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| With the knife I’m still longing to use
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| In the night I crave to feel your breath
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| And your touch like angel of death
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| In the dawn I’m in chains of bestial rage
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| And forced to make you dead |