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Blue Eyes, Snow Skin, Black Stripes

You called yourself the perfect king,
With a scepter made from bones of lovers.
Don't ask, don't tell is your motto,
As well as "always do unto others."

You tear through lives
With love and lies
And break their necks
With your blue eyes
You are so hungry
Feed 'til she's nothing
You are so hungry
Bleed 'til she's nothing.

That gold crown must be so heavy
So tight upon your great maned head
To allow you to scheme things, so privy
To the flesh you've willingly bled.
Instead of sad, you'd rather her dead.

You tear through lives
With love and lies
And break their necks
With your blue eyes
You are so hungry
Feed 'til she's nothing
You are so hungry
Bleed 'til she's nothing.

You prey upon the weak of heart
Yet strong with loyalty--devotion--
You lead them on, then tear apart
Their dreams without any emotion.
How can one look at his hands
Each day drenched in blood and tears?
For each day she smiles and stands
And waits for you to eat her fears.
Instead you swallow her flesh and soul,
You're a predator...an animal.

You tear through lives
With love and lies
And break their necks
With your blue eyes
And with a roar
You lose control
She's on the floor
Without a soul
Without a sound
She disappears
Becomes a drop
Of blood and tears
But you're still hungry,
Feed 'til you're nothing
But you're still hungry,
Bleed 'til you're nothing...



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Written February 3rd, 2005

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