Terror is as terror does;
an angry rose has many thorns.
Don't rub me the wrong way.
Your skin will break and I'll feel your blood;
thorns cut flesh.
Take me tonight,
don't make everything all right.
Tie me up, these bonds can break.
Rules can break,
fools can break.
Bonds broken by fools.
My poison rushes through your veins,
there's no escape.
Cut me once;
I've lost all feeling.
Rub me the wrong way,
it has no meaning.
Take me tonight,
don't make everything all right.
Tie me up,
leave me to die,
I'll use my own poison against me.
The poison wasn't you,
it was me.
Bonds can break, but poison flows forever.
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