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Nov 2014
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she comes from the evening fresh with death
She comes as Soil deep as Blood

WE CANNOT LIVE  THIS WAY ANY LONGER !
NO !  WE CANNOT  JUST WALK AWAY !

In Triviality lurks pure madness
In aimless pandering to dying senses

She walks your dreams full sore aware
Of your loveless misery

NO !  WE CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT HER !
WITH NO DESIRE FOR REDEMPTION !

she wears  the 1000 skulls as necklace
She carries the dying child as she calls your name

She comes from the evening fresh with death
As pure water red with blood

She walks amongst our empty searching
For some kind of empty love
Written by
jeffrey robin
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