Tides of running blood upon my face
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Caressing my soul like a sweet embrace
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Passionate, secret and profound
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Gleaming eyes of uncharitable love
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Shuffling out of mental claws to find a resort
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Champagne of desire still ozzing from my pores
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I cannot resist the guileful brightness in your eyes
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And your body with limbs that drags behind
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Affectionated wantoness so give me your hand
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Never weeping over victims never feeling so bad
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Inflaming the wish to control your breath
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Sequestration from life, conveyance to death
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I know that I am guilty but devoutness diarized
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God-awful desecration, psychotic homicide
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Discovered is my preference for lacerated skin
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I hope that rotten bodies don't get buried so deep
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That's what an unknown killer diarized
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My spirit is casting the pure part of the one
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Who brings fatal calamities still before the dawn
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I never before felt a kind of compunction
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My life is inspired by endless temptation
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The day when I'm snatched away from this ground
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And veins are exhausted by my bleeding heart
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I consider to reap now the fruits of death
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Retire with pride to write down my adventures
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She followed me trsutfully
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But wondered where we'd go
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I led her to the hidden place
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That she had never seen before
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My sweet heart
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That's What An Unknown Killer Diarized
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Sodom |