Jezebel lyrics by Howl. The mountans at her back The horizon gnawing at her throat Slowing the butchers you planted bloom and swing the blades Fumble with the...
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The mountans
at her back
The horizon
gnawing at her throat
Slowing the butchers you planted
bloom and swing the blades
Fumble with the ropes
As the twilight
takes its place
Gaze at the witch boiling inside
Broken nails
Grip feels frail
In sheets she'll sail
Close your eyes oh friend
I'll show you how
they did you
I'll make them fail
The scorn you left her
At pleasure's door
You fucking bastard
In sheets she sails
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