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My Blood Is Black

if i die before i wake i pray my lord my soul to take if i die while i sleep i pray my lord my soul to keep No i show you all my hate that was put in me you caused me to cut you caused me to change but on thing is slowly my blood boiled with all of the anger i have my blood isn't red anymore it turned black. you caused this to be me my rage poisoned my blood it boils in me not just my blood my soul turned black i became a fallen angel i had faith in you now my faith is broken i let you hold my heart in your cold hands but you slowly killed me you broke my heart you ripped it in a million pieces before letting it blow away in the wind you hurt me even when you said... you wouldn't...

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