red hand
takes a purple terror
love knows these knots
when we escape from the madhouse
we will... hunt down
tonight we murder
between the battle of pain and hate
we will mate, but not for our time
we’ll to hate and to take
to dethrone
tonight
tonight we murder
between the pain, the battle of pain
love will not untie these knots
all twisted up and filled with hate
he will not untie these nuts
tonight we murder
I murder
tonight we murder
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