Lyrics by Mike DiSalvo and Gen Guay DiSalvo
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Cryptopsy - And Then You´ll Beg - 2000
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Seeing that this blood sequence
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Is most unfortunate
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Hallowed be thy immortal
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Free from constrictions
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And that ridiculous boundry
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Called life
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Fly my pretty
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However, stay close to me
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Omen bearer, ecstatic shiver
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Like a woman just crossed my grave
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Almost blind sight for sour eyes
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And tickled my fancy
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Delicate. Pure. Mine.
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Simply soulmated
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The heaven´s serene selection
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God´s reflection
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Something tells me
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You might not know me now
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You will soon
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First fucking things first
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Would bet on you a smile
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That this other fella´
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Will disapear for a while
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No mind to a constant observant
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I watch
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Two is a show but three is a crowd
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Pardon me, may i have this dance
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As for you sir
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Your services have been rendered useless
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And are no longer needed
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Sleep that deep slumber
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Cleverly infiltrate the daily procedures
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Enjoy this moment
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Perfect timing, perfect beauty
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Thank you for inviting
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I´ll drop by for a minute (or two)
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Upon my ringing, you´re cordially obliged
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Couldn´t have been better
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If I´d been asked for dinner
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Lept that step
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Beyond a casual notice
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Full fledged admiration
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Might be deemed a social misfit
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Never asked, never cared
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Never spared a worthless existence
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The big splash, your life in a flash
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Of tornados forming, frenzied whirlwind
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Of times and places, people and faces
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Fear has a scent that´s unmistakable
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It´s growing, building, mutating, ascending
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You´ve created a lover, well respected
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Undeniably desired
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Popculture idolatry, root vulture misery
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In the wake of my own hero parade
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An army of one,
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Haven´t had this much fun
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As a couple deeply in obsession
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Screams go unheard
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Screams go Unheard
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Cryptopsy |