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my nostalgia
dyeing handmade cinders
that Christ cannot save Flesh is the Bounty for fates that’s fit for dirty graves Gimps in the Satan lined coffin limousine I keep in mind Tears that raped my face She sinned in the graves of heavens dark fate Lay thy head in to thy hands Of shattered glass dreams of the beautiful dead Hold me in the serpents tongue Whilst fire lickes my flesh Eternity to reflect in life to death with lovers doom now devil on his knees Burning flesh no more Hold me in disease Run form heavens sent Enchanted goddess Raped and killed Desire love left dead Loveless creatures of divinity That Kissed my lips and left me dead Hold me tight then leave my head Inhuman love My Dead angel in twisted figures scream love embrace My nostalgia |