Please, what happened to the flame?
It burned down the sides
With a fondness for cooking history, revealing thoughts of Ms Terri
In the heat of the night, a woman wealthy of a parous plight erased a harlot's life.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Free, pardoned by the flame
That burned down the sides
Her feet began to bleed between the seams, but she persisted to the streets
In the heat of the night, the river rendered the chance she surely needs to stay alive.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Oh, but her breath escapes her
Oh, but the pulse remains
Oh, but her breath escapes her
Oh, but her pulse remains.
Places, people, the stage is set
Places, people, the stage is set.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin
The trouble began, but it never ended.
Clawing at her throat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret
The trouble began, but it never ended.
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