My love there you go
burning fire in veins.
Driving a needle in it,
deep you numb pain.

Then stoke the fire it
lit the cusp of a valley.
Found you are down
all those familiar alleys.

Numb it push it down
crucify the Christian.
Bloody is your bowl it
hell is your addiction.

I know the pain it dwells
where I tried drown it.
My room became a tomb
and my bed was a pit.

Feel the blessing I alive
feel the abuse you bend
your soul to where you
think pain won't end.

But it will dove my little
rose you chose the path
where you had no choice
but feel the Devil's wrath.

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