every day was a fight against your own suicide
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parasites and mites suckled from the inside
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they always came completely mixed up
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always called your name, blood-suckling creatures:
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we can give you something,
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something you always searched for
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we can show you something
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you never had before
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arising sensations for your flesh and blood
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but all these fallacies at the abyss of madness
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makes you see that you could also get brainless
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it's your decision about life and death
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promising something
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like power and strength
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promising something
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creatures, creatures of madness
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dancing in your mind
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creatures, creatures of madness
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dancing in your mind,
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dancing in your mind
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I can give you something,
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something you always searched for
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I can show you something,
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you never've seen before
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making a promise,
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you never heard before
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you can get something,
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you always waited for
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creatures, creatures of madness
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dancing in your mind
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creatures, creatures of madness
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dancing in your mind
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urging you to a painkilling suicide
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urging you to a painkilling suicide
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painkilling suicide
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Painkilling Suicide
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| Love Like Blood |
