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Devil's Kiss Was Her Own
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Sadness All she feels is pain
Her blood is falling like rain
From her bleeding wrist
From the devil’s kiss
She is lost by his voice
His darkness is enfolding her with rejoice
From hells below she listens
To the welcoming visions
Oh how she’s lost in her own mission
Of hating herself with her own permission
That kiss she got was from her own sick mind
But how can she tell she is sorrowfully blind
