I came to this world old,
Alien is my second name.
Like a gust from darkness cold,
Is my ravish loving game.
She was innocent and sweet,
Full of youth and tender look.
I found her on a lonely street,
I guess it was just pure luck.
Was it stains of blood on me,
When my thirst was dry.
I was just setting her free,
Never meant to say goodbye.
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