To a degree that it's biting off, like a flower
I'll rise and spread this dirty voice
The invaders of this area leave to the darkness of the sea
While those pale, slim arms fight over this moistened suffering
They'll lose their reason
You're breaking in front of me, even if I supress it, the beast
stimulates my ecstacy
The only sacrifices are the tenderness and my dried up tears
To a degree that it's crunching, the cooled off past is
Not stopping A whirlpool of wishes
The invaders of this area leave to the darkness of the sea
While those pale, slim arms fight over this moistened suffering
They'll lose their reason
You're breaking in front of me, the beast eats people's
sadness
The only sacrifices are the tenderness and my dried up tears
It will be stained so much that it's pretty even if I kill it, the
beast eats my sadness
The only sacrifices are the tenderness and my dried up tears
At the end of the satisfaction the castration will turn
into eternity
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