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Dancing With The Devil

Blades dancing across my skin
leaving crimson teardrops streaming down
Liquor bottles surround the floor
Empty surenges clutter the bed
Blood stained black curtains cover the windows
Dancing with the devil each time I 'sin'
Everything I do makes hells gate welcome me in
So I dance with the devil until it's my turn to go
Dancing with the devil is all I'll ever know
Dancing with the devil into the gates of hell
Dancing with the devil, is his only precious angel

Submitted: Saturday, April 07, 2012


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