The Sweet Suffering I
Leather boots
tight black suits
skin hot as hell
Bone white skulls stare
At its heart
cutting sweet
burns in between
Deep in a place
for the pain
The sweet suffering
feeling insane
thoughts rain
leather boots
Jackknife
marching black suits
keepin time
skin burning knots
turning cutting away
the flesh leather boots...
tight black suits
Skulls Grin
skin hot as hell
At its heart
Cutting sweet
burns in between
Deep place
for the pain insidious
The sweet suffering
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