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Tuesday, October 25, 2011

A knife and a song.

They dumped her body into the molten lightFloated to the surface and it did not igniteShe rose up slowly and walked to the shoreShe stood up on the bank and whispered
I'll find you and i'll kill you.


They ran back into town and hid in the churchThey explained their situation and they feared for the worstThe priest told the brothers that she could not be killedShe flew out of the stone cold ground and

She'll find you and she'll kill you.

here was a knock at that door that shook through their heartsShe blew it right open and put it apartShe shot a string of flame from the center of her chestAs she watched their bodies burn she whispered
I found you and i killed you.

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