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Lick the wounds
of an open gash
a razor sided hate
blood dtips off fingertips
eyes wide, smile on my face
Oh this kinda love
oh this type of hate
flesh to sherds
bones paste
pounded brains
give it taste
this kind of love
this type of hate
gives way to torn up feelings
when heads are blown away
Skulls are cracked
with clenched up fist
tight with pipes made of rage
beast are lock inside of me
darkness holds their cage
the closest ones die first
all with a twisted fate
this kinda love
the type of hate
gives way to torn up feelings
when heads are blown away