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She kills
Slip off your mask of emotion
Let your blank face ooze
Walking in the dark of the night
And staring at the moon
Like a wolf she regains her lust for blood
Breathing in the clean air
You're not like most people
You're a demon feeding on flesh
Yet you cannot help the way you are
Pale beautiful woman,with long black hair
Standing in their blood with her bare feet
While reciting these words:
"The dead no longer have a cross to bear
The dead feel no pain
The dead are at peace"
Drown them in the river of deception
And dye it with red
A sight so aesthetically pleasing to the eye
Your work is done
Time to put your mask on once more
Let your blank face ooze
Walking in the dark of the night
And staring at the moon
Like a wolf she regains her lust for blood
Breathing in the clean air
You're not like most people
You're a demon feeding on flesh
Yet you cannot help the way you are
Pale beautiful woman,with long black hair
Standing in their blood with her bare feet
While reciting these words:
"The dead no longer have a cross to bear
The dead feel no pain
The dead are at peace"
Drown them in the river of deception
And dye it with red
A sight so aesthetically pleasing to the eye
Your work is done
Time to put your mask on once more
Published 25th Nov 2015
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