Attack of the Devil
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Morphing itself, reshaping itself
to my heart’s desire
In love are my ears
My eyes are never seeing
Feeding on my pure love
Enjoying my happy stupidity
Toying with my innocent mind
Capturing my joyous heart
He's completely in control
Readying for his final feast
Stating four simply horrible words
"I never loved you"
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