A walk of death she takes
As she treads the lines of fate
One step forward, two steps back,
Haunting her is a ghost of the past
Darker and darker become her days
Till slowly they fade to black
Venomous kiss of death
Death, is sweet upon her lips
Her sins lie upon her shoulders
Burning like acid rain
One by one they consume her
Eating away any sanity left
Sweet upon her lips
The kiss of death
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