A beautiful corpse sits waiting
So lost and silently breathing?
Our... And lies?
There is a knife... In your neck
... Is the bottle?
... The skin?
You'll never work?

One last time kiss these broken lips goodbye
Sweeter than honey and lies
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A Beautiful Corpse Lyrics

Mouth Of The Architect – A Beautiful Corpse Lyrics