Lyrics:
her head An encephalic bloodshed At second strike her head hangs on strings Blood and marrow are flowing The third one cuts it off her neck
the means The shade you pick, encephalic Grayed out the worst I can remember All is well but something was surrendered And I could wear the whole thing down
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