Lyrics

You seem spoiled by the warmth of this fire No sympathy, the sky will rain crimson Hollowed, yet sadly still breathing The teachings were too far from pleasing Parched, my thoughts have been screaming Awakened by the fear of you leaving Here, just one more beating I've never whimpered at me bleeding... When I come around again I won't need what is left of them I see tides following my being Manifest me, I won't be sleeping Sugar, you're eyes are so piercing Like my razors, damn they're so teasing Lucy, my reign is now creeping Enlightenment at the end of this meeting Here, just one more beating You never whimpered at me bleeding When I come around again I won't need what's left of them When I come around again I won't need what's left of them
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