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My reverence for you is gone, stand alone and be counted
My time with you was like time alone in a grave
Stand apart or unite in regret
To the west of god
Passion alone in the must
I am the wolf at your door
I am the wounds on your wrists
Vengeance is the marriage bed
I cower towards you in wonder
Was it your emptiness that pushed me away
or your hatred that drew me near?
My reverence for you is gone, stand alone and be counted   My time with you was like time alone in a grave   Stand apart or unite in regret   To the west of god   Passion alone in the must   I am the wolf at your door   I am the wounds on your wrists   Vengeance is the marriage bed   I cower towards you in wonder   Was it your emptiness that pushed me away   or your hatred that drew me near?