Living beyond existence,
broken, broken
Living beyond existence,
forgotten, forgotten
Stood before darkness,
wounded, wounded
Stood before darkness,
Stained by blood
My heart has been stabbed by thorn
The thorn of black onyx rose
An imaginary thorn
pierce my mind, painfully
Hurt me, hurt me with blood
Stain, stain my hands, my eyes
Hurt, hurt me with betrayal
Through the insanity of Thanatos
Stab, stab me with double bladed knife,
Stab me 'till I scream
Stab, stab with with blood stained thorn
Stab my wings 'till it scattered
Bathe me with my blood
Decorate me with my wound
Curse me with Hecate's power
Pleasure me with unbearable pain
Drown me in Styx River
Tangle me with black hard sprout
torture me with gargantuan thorn
Worse my agony with strangle
Hurt my wound with poison
Let me struggle,
As the death walks approach
Slowly, slowly but certain
Come, come approaching
Don't hold it, don't hold it
Please don't
Its Scythe, its scythe
Don't hold it, let it takes me
Hurt, hurt my back with pain
Whip my welts, my bloody welts
Scratch, scratch my chest
scratch my bloody scarred chest
Break, break
Break my bones into pieces
Slice, slice my flesh
With the grace of fallen angel
Beyond Raphael's healing
Kill me, kill me
With the glance of Basilisk
Torture me, torture me
With the fang of Basilisk
Through the insanity of Bloody Cerberus
broken, broken
Living beyond existence,
forgotten, forgotten
Stood before darkness,
wounded, wounded
Stood before darkness,
Stained by blood
My heart has been stabbed by thorn
The thorn of black onyx rose
An imaginary thorn
pierce my mind, painfully
Hurt me, hurt me with blood
Stain, stain my hands, my eyes
Hurt, hurt me with betrayal
Through the insanity of Thanatos
Stab, stab me with double bladed knife,
Stab me 'till I scream
Stab, stab with with blood stained thorn
Stab my wings 'till it scattered
Bathe me with my blood
Decorate me with my wound
Curse me with Hecate's power
Pleasure me with unbearable pain
Drown me in Styx River
Tangle me with black hard sprout
torture me with gargantuan thorn
Worse my agony with strangle
Hurt my wound with poison
Let me struggle,
As the death walks approach
Slowly, slowly but certain
Come, come approaching
Don't hold it, don't hold it
Please don't
Its Scythe, its scythe
Don't hold it, let it takes me
Hurt, hurt my back with pain
Whip my welts, my bloody welts
Scratch, scratch my chest
scratch my bloody scarred chest
Break, break
Break my bones into pieces
Slice, slice my flesh
With the grace of fallen angel
Beyond Raphael's healing
Kill me, kill me
With the glance of Basilisk
Torture me, torture me
With the fang of Basilisk
Through the insanity of Bloody Cerberus

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