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Death
I am thirsty for death, I'm not satisfied.
Tell me how to make your blade sing, slit me open with your sword, dear knight.
I am thirsty for death, I am thirsty for delight.
Don't just stand there in your shining armor, please just cut me alight
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Tell me how to make your blade sing, slit me open with your sword, dear knight.
I am thirsty for death, I am thirsty for delight.
Don't just stand there in your shining armor, please just cut me alight
© All Rights Reserved
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