After
Our love rests in flower
Tonight
Pick me for your key tower
You are beneath this bed
I own you beneath this bed

Rain, by the hour
Feel, can't breathe in
Blood, in our western hour
Listen, listen to it's coping power
You are this novelty
Find the time, out things?

Rain, by the hour
Feel, can't breathe in

Till death and come, come
Meet me to our kind
Nothing else on my mind
This holy war tongue tied

Till death and come, come
Meet me to our kind
Nothing else on my mind
This holy war tongue tied
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