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My ribbons are tattered and torn, My hair is in a tangle, My eyes they stare a thousand miles My chest is a ball of brambles. Here in the hell between I meet The devil and the deep blue sea. I swallow hard to clear the thorns A ****** Metallic taste is rising, And from my mouth, a crimson tear Adoring and despising. The devil with his uneasy eyes, The deep blue sea's unsung surprise. It's fight or flight, sink or swim And so I let the games begin. The jury nod, the death knell rings, I gaze into the cold abyss. My sentence called, the words unclear And in a foreign language. Circles I can't leave, They'll Drown me as I weep I'll Sleep forever sleep Take me to the deep.
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
Satanic Mystics
My ribbons are tattered and torn, My hair is in a tangle, My eyes they stare a thousand miles My chest is a ball of brambles. Here in the hell between I meet The devil and the deep blue sea. I swallow hard to clear the thorns A ****** Metallic taste is rising, And from my mouth, a crimson tear Adoring and despising. The devil with his uneasy eyes, The deep blue sea's unsung surprise. It's fight or flight, sink or swim And so I let the games begin. The jury nod, the death knell rings, I gaze into the cold abyss. My sentence called, the words unclear And in a foreign language. Circles I can't leave, They'll Drown me as I weep I'll Sleep forever sleep Take me to the deep.
Eloi1997
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Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
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