Poisonblack With Her I Die
Her sharpened nails in my flesh make me crave for more Her chilling cold caress makes me feel so warm She s my addiction, the the one I love, my whore She s my redemption, the the one I hate and adore And with her I die And for her I die She s my mistress of pain I burn in flames of I covet, I crave, I desire In her I lay all my trust as the flames grow higher She s my addiction, the one I love, my whore She s my redemption, the the one I hate and adore And with her I die And for her I die and therefore I sigh, she s my mistress of
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