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December Wolves
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Not With Tainted Blood
I learned the ways herein
In this land of the cold and damp, dark and grim
And dream for my tongue to dance upon her skin
This pain I bore, this angel I adore
Give me more
And now, this time, the opus of a decade is over and now what?
She was the last of the ones
The missing piece, one final gem to bring me the truth
Might as well pack up your bags
'Cause the bell rings, you're finished
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And go ahead and think about me
On your way home, well, you may, well
And when the broken wing of a memory asks me why?
A tear from them will flood what is known
But I won't reach the ending, the day won't come
Because the heir to the dreams is dead
My veins paint this world red
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