Seasons in sorrow
Rhythm of heart pulsing devastation a murderous art. Silence of cruel shivs of hurt pitiful fool once again burnt, longing sanguine sweets blood to bond alas lonesome toad scum of the pond kindness is a loss my sanity to sing when my goddess a true lover you'll bring my soul to suffer countless a spring seasons in sorrow the unending sting
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