Want to shot you in your head by this gun...
Silently your blood drying by this poison...
Cause you will die under their pillow...
In their sleep they will come obsessed by the murderer, to kill you...
Take your voice so you will not say your stupid words...
Oh honey...
There will no blood in your hand no more...
Cause I'll take your blood to make them smile...
So honey...
Would you stop your lust...?
Before the dawn coming you will not see sunlight anymore...
There will be your grave in your kingdom...
And there will be my glory under your torments...
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