Her Song
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My heart pumps blood through holes in my skin
It drips down like a river as you play your violin
Drawing a bath for Bathory
Scared, I stand carefully
You smile, and tell me to relax
and watch a melting candle-me of wax
I drink the blood back and piss it out
you drink it and spit it out
The beat is getting slower
and this room grows colder
This song is almost over.
Will she play this song again
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| Date Added: |
October 11, 2009 |
| Added By: |
Lykeros |
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