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Mortal Reality

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Candle light is flickering in your eyes Your smile is a disgusting sort of ice Like blood drenched snow, full of guts You are like that, you loathsome bastard Knowledge is in your blood: how to infect You're a parasite, a killer slimy insect I could tear out your legs if you were a fly I would teach you to suffer: how to die I hear your voice calling me every night Irresistibly at the witching hour I feel your breath on my neck as a bite Fainting of fever will be ours Pointed teeth! Infection, disease! Blood rain falls! Your promises are false! I'm sitting now in a dark corner silently In my bedroom waiting for you again I'm watching you landing on my window-silk As the final doom you always look like the same You never become older You think you're immortal Until this gore stinking night When I plunge my pointed stick into your heart! Pointed teeth! Infection, disease! Blood rain falls! Your promises were false! You'll be ashes and dust when the dawn comes Let there be light, the Sun will rise Breaking the roof tiles, the Moon sighs I don't fear your name, I won't hide I'm leaving now this nightmare behind This is what you thought immortality! Revenge is sweet: this is my mortal reality!

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