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Follow the brainsick widow in her last show |
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She s the dark side, the bitch of my soul |
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The hidden side, a force of destruction in my head |
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She will rest only when |
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I am dead |
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Survive is my taste, she hopes |
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I will fail |
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Too many excuses for her inner cruelty |
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She knows my dirty thoughts and vile secrets |
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Criticises my every flow with all signs of perversity |
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SHADOW let my sins fade away |
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MOON my only bride forgive my coming acts, don t force me to survive |
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She likes to place me in the most deadly situation she can and forces my will to indulge in many terrible acts |
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Her ultimate goal is to shatter my will with terror loving my disbelief, when |
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I see what |
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I have become |
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Survive is my taste, she hopes |
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I will fail |
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Too many excuses for her inner cruelty |
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My final breath dies in the water where |
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I slowly drown to kill the damned whore |
