Rivers of blood flow down to the mouth of death. He drinks
it all in and won't give it back. A broken body covered in a
riddle of scars, rivers of blood flow.
Rivers of blood flow amongst dead leaves and crystal snow.
A broken body covered in a riddle of scars, rivers of
blood flow.
Rivers of blood flow, death's sweet covering. Rest only
everlasting. A broken soul clothed in riddles of scars,
rivers of blood flow.
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