Love and roses,
Blood and celestelius poses.
A dance of death and swirling metal,
Only in the others death they will settle.
A tale of two, but each are one.
One loves death the other the sun.

Love and roses,
Blood and celestelius poses.
A dance of death and swirling metal,
Only in the others death they will settle.
A tale of two, but each are one.
One loves death the other the sun.
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