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Fear and Love


He is your master at the bell
He owns your very mind
She makes your heart become so quick
She hides the truth from sight
With fright'ning speed he bites your mind
With sharpened teeth and claws
She lures you into your own grave
With dreams come from your heart

But he controls you with a knife
And dark red scary eyes
And she controls you with a kiss
And whispers, 'it's all right'

His weapon is your very thoughts
From hidden deep inside
Her weapon is your very heart
And feelings taken flight

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