I can smell your rotting flesh, but the bloods still on your hands.
You put yourself up on the cross that you bear and i drive this nail into
your hands, and then you'll burn for what you did to her. The vernal
equinox feasting on this blood. To scorn my eyes....
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I can smell your rotting flesh, but the bloods still on your hands.
You put yourself up on the cross that you bear and i drive this nail into
your hands, and then you'll burn for what you did to her. The vernal
equinox feasting on this blood. To scorn my eyes....
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