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I'm running out of lullaby's darling I can't silence these screams anymore. I can't stop these terrors. These everlasting horrors. Screeching, scratching, clawing at your door Desperate to drag you into hell forever more Your blankets aren't barbed darling. Don't use them for safety Peek over those caring covers... Accept your dance with death For tonight you both become lovers Tip toe through the reaper's mist darling Walk through the splintered trail of those before you Leave your story on blood stained wooden floors The black veiled saviour with a scythe Who saved you from your horrid life.
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 6:10 AM UTC
Saviour with a scythe
I'm running out of lullaby's darling I can't silence these screams anymore. I can't stop these terrors. These everlasting horrors. Screeching, scratching, clawing at your door Desperate to drag you into hell forever more Your blankets aren't barbed darling. Don't use them for safety Peek over those caring covers... Accept your dance with death For tonight you both become lovers Tip toe through the reaper's mist darling Walk through the splintered trail of those before you Leave your story on blood stained wooden floors The black veiled saviour with a scythe Who saved you from your horrid life.
StephenSean
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 6:10 AM UTC
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