The blood is dying
The blood is dying
The heart becomes
a necromancer
say your farewells
sweet crimson
I touch my skin
and feel a corpse’s hand
The blood is dying
The blood is dying
The blood is dying
The blood is dying
The heart becomes
a necromancer
say your farewells
sweet crimson
I touch my skin
and feel a corpse’s hand
The blood is dying
The blood is dying
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