Clever tyrants are never punished...
All living and all dead
Take with my hands
Bury with my mind
Death be my companion
'O what tis life without death?
Beauty and death are the same thing,
I'm addicted to deaths of beautiful females,
The look in their eyes when they can't hide their soul, my drool when your blood nourish stone, and your soul escapes your flesh!
Your call for death, I see art in death.
Beauty swims where Lucy fishes,
You drowned in his fishnets,
No fish too small, the more the Mary
Apologise to Lucy, you haven't heard his story.
Angel, allow me to scratch your itch,
You too, ooze of diabolic thoughts.
Lucy has no power, except in the dark
"Come with me child" your black dress will suffice.
It takes a man to make a devil,
I've killed many men.
Come with me child, I will show you the devil, the mirror doesn't lie.
Death leaps from one light to another,
Child, it is your darkness that will save us, cometh with me and we'll rejoice in the thorny Rosey black bush.
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