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The face of the devil is bald and emaciated
And I'm staring him dead in the eyes when I look into the reflection of the knife
Tendons and ligaments I didn’t even know I had are visible
And when it gets too hot my veins throb with an ache I wish you ached with
I love you, but I will not forgive you
