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I'm a killer, cold and wrathful Silent sleeper, I've been inside your bedroom I've murdered half the town left you love notes on their headstones I'll fill the graveyards until I have you. Moonlight walking, I smell your softness carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines. I want you stuffed into my mouth hold you down and tear you open, live inside you - love, I'd never hurt you. But I'll grind against your bones until our marrows mix I will eat you slowly... Oh, the horror of our love never so much blood pulled through my veins. Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood I wake in terror, blackbirds screaming dark cathedrals spilling midnight on the altars I'm your servant, my immortal pale and perfect, such unholy heaving - the statues close their eyes, the room is changing break my skin and drain me. Ancient language, speak through fingers the awful edges where you end and I begin inside your mouth I cannot see - there's catastrophe in everything I'm touching as I sweat I crush you. And I hold your beating chambers until they beat no more you die like angels sing... Oh, the horror of our love never so much blood pulled through my veins. Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood You're a ghost love, nightgown flowing your body blue and walking along the continental shelf you are a dream among the sharks beautiful and terrifying, lit and restless we dance in dark suspension. And you bury me in the ocean floor beneath you where they'll never hear us scream Oh, the horror of our love never so much blood pulled through my veins. Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 1:26 PM UTC
Horror of Our Love (Ludo)
I'm a killer, cold and wrathful Silent sleeper, I've been inside your bedroom I've murdered half the town left you love notes on their headstones I'll fill the graveyards until I have you. Moonlight walking, I smell your softness carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines. I want you stuffed into my mouth hold you down and tear you open, live inside you - love, I'd never hurt you. But I'll grind against your bones until our marrows mix I will eat you slowly... Oh, the horror of our love never so much blood pulled through my veins. Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood I wake in terror, blackbirds screaming dark cathedrals spilling midnight on the altars I'm your servant, my immortal pale and perfect, such unholy heaving - the statues close their eyes, the room is changing break my skin and drain me. Ancient language, speak through fingers the awful edges where you end and I begin inside your mouth I cannot see - there's catastrophe in everything I'm touching as I sweat I crush you. And I hold your beating chambers until they beat no more you die like angels sing... Oh, the horror of our love never so much blood pulled through my veins. Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood You're a ghost love, nightgown flowing your body blue and walking along the continental shelf you are a dream among the sharks beautiful and terrifying, lit and restless we dance in dark suspension. And you bury me in the ocean floor beneath you where they'll never hear us scream Oh, the horror of our love never so much blood pulled through my veins. Oh, the horror of out love... never so much blood
hannah-jade
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 1:26 PM UTC
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