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Twirl with her in the dim-lit garden

Give me the beauty - I’ll deflower

Flower and bloom in the rotten soil

Reach for the heavens

Reach down into hell, where I feel at home

Give me the fire I deserve

How could the Lord entrust a darling innocent like you with me, a slave to passions?

The seed I bear in me, corrupted by my father’s life

I try to dig it out through fiery coals

I never knew what love could do

It’s powerful and burns

I never thought that I could change

And still I doubt there’s good

Days to years in a ruthless death march

Make the earth my cradle

I desire my death and an endless vacuum

Grant me no judgment

Deny Truth

Each day I fight to be worthy

To be what you deserve