Title:  Little Warm Death

Author:   Macabre
Category:   Thoughts
Keywords:  Shadows, desire, dancing, love

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Shadows make love
As I cut past raw flesh to bone
Chanting a prayer

Like a rose dying at the first sign of frost
A sheep slaughtered dying a little warm death
As blood is like the romantic red wine

Spreading wings in the skies of desire
Dancing in the moonlight
Under the devils surviellance

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