LYRIC
You sought cures that never were
That cripples the bile in your veins
The moon shone with a fuller red
And the skin stretched pale on your bones
Offering all it's untender care
The form took home in your souls
You sought cures that never were
That cripples the bile in your veins
The moon shone with a fuller red
And the skin stretched pale on your bones
Offering all it's untender care
The form took home in your souls
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You sought cures that never were
That cripples the bile in your veins
The moon shone with a fuller red
And the skin stretched pale on your bones
Offering all it's untender care
The form took home in your souls
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