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12 black theatre of love violet dancers cast
their blood the moon gave me flowers for funerals to
come 12 shapes bow before her I am still one of them
12 morbid ways to die her beauty scares
me i'm falling deeper no more pain to feel noe
touch the silence afraid of hell black theatre
violet dancers drink my blood the moon gave me
flowers for funerals to come I cannot breathe
I am losing life the moon paint the skyline blue
she died so beautiful