| She could find salvation from anyone
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| She is collecting that salvations now
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| Take her sorrow and make it mine
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| Put a knife on her wrist, put that on my wrist too
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| And make a solemn promise 'when the death has come
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| There will be nothing left and nothing torment us again'
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| And make another promise 'when the death has come
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| There will be nothing left and nothing can save us again'
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| Blood, cum and shit
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| Her crying, my pleasure
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| Mixed with desire, but can not be the one
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| In the chaos, I was born
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| Now I return in blood, cum and shit |