
Album: Act II: The Meaning of, and All Things Regarding Ms. Leading Lyrics: The blood... how it paints such a scene foul routine pedigree mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail and finally agree her hearts ceases its rhythm somewhere trumpets decay in the front by the well wishing wishes that deny the stale smell in the bay there, no one cry place these over her eyes we are broke and alone we are broken alone (Chorus) She's inanimate bloodless elegance fatal fascination breeds a bloom ...
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