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Bite My Wire

shackled beneath a skull that bleeds

mouths filled with a junction of staying alive;

shape throughout an intense gathering throughout a thrill

shades of Pine half past it's Willow;

come on baby light my fire,

stand still erase the thrill here after

outside meager intense vibe swell

some have chased after their so called Hell

many years have past having every reason to last