start by etching dark secrets into your arm with glass
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and inject the filth of your sin and depression
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beneath your foul, dying flesh
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taste the stench, the decripid aroma of a dying world
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virgin lips smeared with semen
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choke on my love
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i'm roadkill on god's highway
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we're all roadkill tonight anyway
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vulgar demonstration of lust
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romantic obsession
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run away from your halo
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sexual infatuation
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asphyxiate
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angels whisper sweet nothings
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hymns of homicide
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ordained clowns touch the clouds
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scarring the tranquil sky
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i've bathing for days
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but still i can't be clean
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something is better than nothing
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but i have this urge to kill
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my
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self
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To Bloodlet: The Cleansing Urge
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| The Seventh Gate (The 7th Gate) |
