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I'll be your whore, for just a moment
Go ahead and strip my pride
Let the roses weep for me
Dropping petals at my side
Let your fingers burn my skin
Go ahead, commit this crime
May the angels weep with me
Let these wounds heal with time
The shade drawn down to hide the world
Is this so they will never know?
The blood you spilled was virgin blood
I hope the devil eats your soul.
