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I am your shrine |
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I am your womb |
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You rest inside of me |
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My flesh shall be your tomb |
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Your words decay |
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To foulest rain |
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A shroud of mildewed lies enwrapping your remains |
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Your body draped |
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Next to mine |
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Exposed to all unless they've chosen to be blind |
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You caused my sweat |
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To drop as blood |
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Soling this meager ground of desecrated mud |
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Your mind depraved |
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You've crucified yourself upon my barren grave |
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My fingers tenderly |
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Caress your face |
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I shall preserve my hatred until the end of days |
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I've conceived you |
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I've destroyed you |
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You were stillborn |
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Inside of me |
