So the chick killed the dude... yah.
"Are my eyes as cold as yours?
When you stabbed me with a thousand swords
Did my blood drip like you wanted
Did you know you would be haunted
My memory is creeping in
Reminding you of your horrid sin"
"Are my eyes as cold as yours?
When you stabbed me with a thousand swords
Did my blood drip like you wanted
Did you know you would be haunted
My memory is creeping in
Reminding you of your horrid sin"
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