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Devil's BrideLook at my eyes what do you seeTaste my flesh how do you feel Blood inside my veins is running slow I believed all that you said Twisting crying in my bed It's so strange how easily Love turns to hate Rage is boiling in my mind Like a cancer growing from inside Ice instead of your heart Creature without feelings Servant of the darkness hellchild Night please take away her eyes, Her smile, her memory Moonlight godfather of all lies My rose was full of spines I remember how it began That damned night that damned place When I fell into your spider's web Looked at me with angel eyes Like a devil in disguise On my knees alone I wonder why Rage is boiling in my mind Like a cancer growing from inside Ice instead of your heart Creature without feelings Servant of the darkness hellchild Night please take away her eyes, Her smile, her memory Moonlight godfather of all lies My rose was full of spines Your selfish pride your endless lies Your twisted games my lonely praying Your heart and soul Are made of steal and glass Your plastic love I want no more Rage is boiling in my mind Like an cancer growing from inside Look at my eyes what do you see Taste my flesh how do you feel Blood inside my veins is running slow I believed all that you said Twisting crying in my bed It's so strange how easily Love turns to hate Rage is boiling in my mind Like a cancer growing from inside Ice instead of your heart Creature without feelings Servant of the darkness hellchild Night please take away her eyes, Her smile, her memory Moonlight godfather of all lies My rose was full of spines I remember how it began That damned night that damned place When I fell into your spider's web Looked at me with angel eyes Like a devil in disguise On my knees alone I wonder why Rage is boiling in my mind Like a cancer growing from inside Ice instead of your heart Creature without feelings Servant of the darkness hellchild Night please take away her eyes, Her smile, her memory Moonlight godfather of all lies My rose was full of spines |