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A crime to commit
I want to kill them all 'cause
They all deserve it
Alive and still I find that my grief's
Wading through in an ocean of lies
I can't involve her
A town to slaughter
While hiding in a mask
But now I see the terror that exists
In every mother and daughter
I feel them slipping away
The shears in my hand, admire the way
I grip the blade with passion
Look close and you'll see
Swoons in dishonorable throats
Beyond the shears is a devil that resides
I want to kill them all 'cause
They all deserve it
Alive and still I find that my grief's
Wading through in an ocean of lies
I can't involve her
A town to slaughter
While hiding in a mask
But now I see the terror that exists
In every mother and daughter
I feel them slipping away
The shears in my hand, admire the way
I grip the blade with passion
Look close and you'll see
Swoons in dishonorable throats
Beyond the shears is a devil that resides
In the depths of my soul, in the blacks of my eyes
Alive and still I find that my grief's
Wading through in an ocean of lies
I can't involve her and go to slaughter
Systematic, they start to panic
How they drop like rain, so pathetic
But now they all cry in static
Don't be dramatic
No one hears you from below as I bathe in blood
Crack the sky that's been folded into woven bone
Drag them moon through the silence of frozen stone
Sing the names that were etched in a trembling vein
Flood the streets with the ache of a tailor's pain
Looking at the blood, it lies in darkened crimson passion
Alive and still I find that my grief's
Wading through in an ocean of lies
I can't involve her and go to slaughter
Systematic, they start to panic
How they drop like rain, so pathetic
But now they all cry in static
Don't be dramatic
No one hears you from below as I bathe in blood
Crack the sky that's been folded into woven bone
Drag them moon through the silence of frozen stone
Sing the names that were etched in a trembling vein
Flood the streets with the ache of a tailor's pain
Looking at the blood, it lies in darkened crimson passion
But not for love, for evil and obsession
I want a death, a hit, a crime to commit
I want to kill them all 'cause they all deserve to die
Crack the sky that's been folded into woven bone
Drag them moon through the silence of frozen stone
Sing the names that were etched in a trembling vein
Flood the streets with the ache of a tailor's pain
I want a death, a hit, a crime to commit
I want to kill them all 'cause they all deserve to die
Crack the sky that's been folded into woven bone
Drag them moon through the silence of frozen stone
Sing the names that were etched in a trembling vein
Flood the streets with the ache of a tailor's pain
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