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The Beauty That Beasts Me
Creatures on blackened wings fly from the mouth of Hell
A fair lady in a blood red gown and a brimstone smell
She beckons me forward, on my knees I’m waiting
Ravenna, a captain of the legions of Satan
She completes me
She defeats me
Oh, I need her
Oh, I hate her
She draws me to her like an malicious magnet
Eyes burn into me like there’s a bright target
She will drink the blood, and devour the soul
Leaving where my heart was, an empty hole
She completes me
She defeats me
Oh, I need her
Oh, I hate her
Pain, so beautiful
Hate, so hungry
Vile, so glorious
Love, punishment
I still remember when she first came to me
A constant longing for the beauty that Beasts me
No one, no where can compare with my Fallen she
Please, my dark angel, bring me the pain again
“Get on your knees, you filthy slave,” She demands
Oh, how I exist to please her every whim
Chances of survival are none to slim
Praise to the gothic beauty that Beasts me
Whip my back as I bleed upon my knees
I still remember when she first came to me
Creatures on blackened wings fly from the mouth of Hell
A fair lady in and blood red gown and a brimstone smell
She beckons me forward, on my knees I’m waiting
Ravenna, a captain of the legions of Satan
She completes me
She defeats me
Oh, I need her
Oh, I hate her
Pain, so beautiful
Hate, so hungry
Vile, so glorious
Love, punishment
A fair lady in a blood red gown and a brimstone smell
She beckons me forward, on my knees I’m waiting
Ravenna, a captain of the legions of Satan
She completes me
She defeats me
Oh, I need her
Oh, I hate her
She draws me to her like an malicious magnet
Eyes burn into me like there’s a bright target
She will drink the blood, and devour the soul
Leaving where my heart was, an empty hole
She completes me
She defeats me
Oh, I need her
Oh, I hate her
Pain, so beautiful
Hate, so hungry
Vile, so glorious
Love, punishment
I still remember when she first came to me
A constant longing for the beauty that Beasts me
No one, no where can compare with my Fallen she
Please, my dark angel, bring me the pain again
“Get on your knees, you filthy slave,” She demands
Oh, how I exist to please her every whim
Chances of survival are none to slim
Praise to the gothic beauty that Beasts me
Whip my back as I bleed upon my knees
I still remember when she first came to me
Creatures on blackened wings fly from the mouth of Hell
A fair lady in and blood red gown and a brimstone smell
She beckons me forward, on my knees I’m waiting
Ravenna, a captain of the legions of Satan
She completes me
She defeats me
Oh, I need her
Oh, I hate her
Pain, so beautiful
Hate, so hungry
Vile, so glorious
Love, punishment
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