Here Come the Knives
There's two knights laid out before me.
I've got two knives coming up behind me.
When I stand up and belt out a warning.
These blades will show me no mercy.
I'm fresh out of ideas.
How can I master you?
I haven't got a clue.
How can you blame me?
There's no mercy.
No remorse.
No matter what you do.
Open up this bloody heart I hold in my hand.
Give me time and I'll show you my insides.
It's one less bone to chill my intestines.
Open up this bloody heart and take a look.
I'm piercing my eyes.
Open up this bloody heart and take a look.
I'm losing my mind.
Open up this bloody heart and take a look.
I've lost all my lives.
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