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Je Ne Suis Pas Dieu
My heart is deprest with care, so come and sit on my heaving chest
Shred my beating heart, let your talons appear
Tattoo my helpless body with your forked tongue
... severe the jugular
let my love be stunned in a billion synaptic explosion
For tonight I shall sell my soul for that perfect O.