Two of a kind for seven Mary's
Awaking darkest joys of pain
Breath by a cold reaching the ecstacy
Drown me with a blackended lust
Reach for up to the 7th moon
Blessed pleasure for several souls
Serenity roams...
Dream for the lust
Serenity roams
Breath by a cold
Reaching the ecstasy.
Grace open the secrects through visions
Pouring lastly her wasted time
Filth covered under a pure white silk
...throne bleeds her last piece of a grace...
Drown me with a blackended lust
Reach for up to the 7th moon
Blessed pleasure for several souls
Serenity roams...
Gods trial begins for her gate... of a death
Breath by a lust, by a lust
Seeds opens (take me) full of the flesh
Her body cold as she rests...
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