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Kiss the corpse, the blessed sigh,
walk in the garden of the night.
Hold the carcass, sweetest lie,
bury the body you chose to deny.
Shed a tear, suspended in fear... -
every soul is starving here.
Kiss the corpse, the blessed sigh,
walk in the garden of the night.
Hold the carcass, sweetest lie,
bury the body you chose to deny.
Shed a tear, suspended in fear... -
every soul is starving here.