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the sharp of your razor
with charm and wit
your heart a sprouting from hell
your blossom wilting and
with sway
and sing such
evilness
with loud and broadcast
and a cold shiver you bring...
with charm and wit
your heart a sprouting from hell
your blossom wilting and
with sway
and sing such
evilness
with loud and broadcast
and a cold shiver you bring...