Terrifyer 歌词

	These strange thorned vines
	spring from the ground
	they wind around me
	as they bind me down
	She moves across the rosegarden
	suspended in a dark cloud of flies
	Her toes drag
	the tops of the flowers
	and leave them blackened
	and shriveled
	In her wake
	Her hands dangle from thin strings of skin
	her forearms they're like gun barrels smoking crimson

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