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Visceral

Those screams, A7 shrill
piercing razors
and you're lovely still

I watch you breathe
your heart still beats
you have a choice
yet you still touch me

(chorus)
Is this a dream?

Wash your blood over me
let me taste your fear
and I can take you
away from here-
to ecstasy

Grab a hold of me
I'll take you away..
away, away from here
sweet ecstasy

(verse 2)
Rising naked and dripping still,
I've taken more than enough
but you begged me,
you let me..

You're turning pale
you're turning cold
you're turning into me
becoming everything
you want to be

(chorus)
And it's not a dream

Wash your blood over me
let me taste your fear
and I can take you
away from here-
to ecstasy

Grab a hold of me
I'll take you away..
away, away from here
sweet ecstasy








fieryangelsouljia
Written by fieryangelsouljia (M6rr6g6n)
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