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By Acid Bath, The shade of an ice pick sinking into fleshSex-n-sex-n-sex-n-deathI don't
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By Acid Bath, I feel the wetness oh her tongueThat slides across my
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By Acid Bath, "She came towards me, and with the light like it
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By Acid Bath, Turning the knife buried in your stomach I woke upalive
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By Acid Bath, Flower girls play loverGrave games in the courtyardI heard herScreaming
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By Acid Bath, Hunter of tears, relative painHalf of this world is dark
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By Acid Bath, Hunter of tears, relative to painhalf of this world is
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By Acid Bath, What color is death?
The shade of an ice pick
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By Acid Bath, flower girls play lover
grave games in the courtyard
I heard her
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By Acid Bath, hunter of tears, relative pain
half of this world is
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By Acid Bath, A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit
