washing away the sin from my hands
looking at you, your too beatiful, too beautiful
the dancer of my eyes, in red for your disguise
too many takers as im passed over, yet i dont seem to care
your too beautiful, too beautiful behind the glass
as life piles on, you clamp onto the barring of my desire
always there when need to be
never deserted me or left me dry
your too beautiful, too beautiful, too much for me
into your work theres no remorse
into the black, there is no way out yet its what you choose
chained down, stripped to nothing, all to bare
its the only thing you have, the best thing going for you
invegerating the senses to your delight
swallowed up whole into the thick of it all
tangled in a web of despair and pleasure
the end for you is near as I look on
now youre finished with a deadly blast
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