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Singing for Death
My heart it sings for Love
Far away from this bitter place
to feel a lovers hand
wipe a tear from my face
How can I be so weak
tripped to the stony ground
I stand with bloody hands
Blood Dripping to the ground
The pain that courses through
Is only to be strengthened by
a Round-house kick to the face
I'm left crying to die
As tear mixes with blood
and pain amplified by love
My face touches face
With my stony resting place
