Die the Death Songtext
von The Devil’s Blood

Your arms are many
And reaching for
And through your fingertips
I feel your heart

Your eyes are piercing
And seeing all
And through your tears
My soul is calmed

Your skin is sallow (oh-oh-oh)
And clad with blood
And through the smoke, I come to call

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Your tongue is red
And speaks of thorns
And through your spit
I am reborn

Your neck is hung
With a wreath of skulls
And through their mouths
I sing your praise

Your cunt is wet (oh-oh-oh)
And hurts yourself
And through your peak, I die the death

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