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I think of the night, when I think of you
I think of deaths winding doorsteps when I speak of you
I speak of you to the wind, where has it known your name
Your name whispered under the blind suns light,
you are known there from beyond the grave,
At the cradle of the world

I think of you, when I let steeled blood drip from limb,
I think of you, when I feel the rage beneath the skin
I taste it, licking along sharpen tip,
letting tongue cut, deepening taste upon my blade
I think of you, when I hear something go crazy, screaming in the night
I remember the violence in our fucking,
And the taste deep down within your secret sin
Watching from the vanishing point of our edge,
Your love for me has got to be real
Love being scraped upon the razor and knife,
Forced to feel bitter pain and enjoyment
I think of you, when I am broken and fucked
In my forced abandonment of life’s former plan
I think of you, when things get too crazy
When I am the door of being broken down and useless
Limbless and disgraced
I think of you when I’m out hunting, fucking someone in your place
I think of you when nothings left
And when you are my wills only place
I think of you when I no soul left, left eating another’s in mine place
I think of you, when I am hunted
Beaten, desired, hunted and disgraced
I think of you, when I feel it all in my dead empty space
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