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- - - DELIGHTFULLY CRUEL MURDER GAMES - - -
In this room so black
Red light casts a shadow
Her silhouette vile
She's the devil's delight
She makes me crawl towards her
Just to play her murder game
Licking her boot heels for scorn
Blood and thunder, all the same
I have fallen for her
Cause she has clipped my wings
Spiral to her darkness
To worship all the things...
She does
She leads me through the slaughter
Just to play her kissing game
She is the devil's daughter
Mourn the missing, all the same
The skies have gone black
Cast a deeper shadow
Her silhouette pure
In perpetual night
And I've fallen for her
Cause she has clipped my wings
Spiral to her madness
To worship all the things...
She does
All those delightfully cruel things
She hails from the world where
Ravens and worms conquer
Where the laws of nature
Become distorted, obscured
By the rain of blood
Chain me to the wall
Pound the nails deep
Flesh eager for pain
Pleasure condemns me
And you pierce my flesh
With talons of death
Sip from my chambers
Kill me with your love
Dark magick twist souls
That are better left dead
Bound and gagged like a toy
So, we become the villains
Of the reigning blood
Casting the shadows
On the face of the void
Her silhouette cruel
Among the raven's flight
She fucks me in the graveyard
Just to play her killing game
Misuse, abuse, discard
Death so thrilling, all the same
I have fallen for her
Cause she has clipped my wings
Spiral to her darkness
To worship all the things...
She does
And I've fallen for her
Cause she has clipped my wings
Spiral to her madness
To worship all the things...
She does
All those delightfully cruel things
(c) 2016 Frank Green
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