Fearful and numb
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I now can accept
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Deceit and dependency
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Are my preeminent assets
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Defined, Defined
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A word etched in skin
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Sweet host, sweet host
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I'll feast within
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Oh how one taste
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Will haunt the senses and my dreams
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I fiend the touch of your flesh
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A lust which brings us no end
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Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
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On fleeting hands
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Drowning myself
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In seas of comprise
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Fair ladies and harlots submerge
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With this sinking ship
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Black urge, black urge
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I swore to dismiss
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Your minion, minion
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Keeps on starving
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Oh how one taste
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Will haunt the senses and my dreams
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I fiend the touch of your flesh
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A lust which brings us no end
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Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
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One sip of impure blood
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Has left a bitter taste
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Pending a lust which brings us
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Closer to false heaven
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Oh how one taste, on taste
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Will haunt the senses and my dreams
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I fiend the touch of your flesh
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A lust which brings us no end
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Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
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Fleeting hands
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Oh how one taste, one taste
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Will haunt the senses and my dreams
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I fiend the touch of your flesh
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A lust which brings us no end
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Dissolution quenched on fleeting hands
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On fleeting hands
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A Port In Any Storm
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| It Dies Today |
