• You see all these bodies dropping.
    Faceless cold and alone.
    Painted faces to warm the embrace of your pitch black heart.
    Do you see who they are?
    Do you see what you have become?
    With your tail between your legs you cry.
    As the men you love fall and die.
    Burn their bodies, heal their souls.
    Save them from the hate of the living.
    They were just animals falling from the steeple.



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    3nodding xp