Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
We are the lust
That comes from nothing
We are the lust
As they turn to dust
As they ground to dust
A crown of tears
We are the lust
We are the lust
That comes from nothing
To the throat of love
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
We are the lust
That comes from nothing
We are the lust
As they turn to dust
As they ground to dust
A crown of tears
We are the lust
We are the lust
That comes from nothing
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