| Splintering bone in the warmth of the sun firethorn and rose snag the flesh
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| that i’ve hung
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| Tools of the trade fermenting and acid course threw black veins she was so
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| attractive
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| After the frost I pick till I’m full a blanket of death warms my soul
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| Inflections of angels ring in my ear and the goat’s crooked smile leads on me
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| Dead die dead die dead die dead die
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| Dead bodies eve’s wide open dead bodies bloody and bloated
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| Dead bodies in my dreams dead bodies are all I see
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| God forgive me for my sins satanic academia the demon within
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| Axe in hand by my grim account choking on blood creeping about
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| Fracture the realm of my cloven hove god burnt wings of fairy’s barking in song
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| Hacking them down stripping ribbons of flesh edge of my blade stuck into bone
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| Hungry for love
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| Fracture the realm of my cloven hove god burnt wings of fairy’s barking in song
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| Hacking them down stripping ribbons of flesh edge of my blade stuck into bone
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| Hungry for your love
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| Gormandized beneath the pines, gorge upon intoxicate venebrate your pale skin
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| Strange and hidden
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| Under the veil a shadow appears in the morning haze liquefy your pale skin
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| Hungry for the syringe
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| You are but one of many my dear for your blood to
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| Bubble and boil into the sick with rust and mold
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| My powers shall unfold wrapped in narcotic induced delusions
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| Of grandeur snacking milking the essence of life which is
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| Time and yours is over
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| Spattering blood dripping down your face
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| Like tears in rain as I slay |