I arrive splashed with blood
And try to fix my hair
My sword upon our path
It's better off there
My name is read aloud
And I menace through the door
A thunderstorm of eyes watch
As I'm fierce across the floor
Candles spit and ribbons red
Strings, bows and tune
Dancers glide and passions collide
I'm scouring the room
I know my enemies, everyone
And white throats in pearls
Carousel all about me
The lace. Those ribbons in curls
Cruelty is how they know me
Kindness is not my gift
A blade of glass my secrecy
Is poised at my wrist
They perish for my sadness
I saw gold in your eyes
Your gift here, tremendous
Like the God between your thighs
I leave splashed with blood
Your ribbon locks my hair
And all their joy was drowned
Not, of course, that I care
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I arrive splashed with blood
And try to fix my hair
My sword upon our path
It's better off there
My name is read aloud
And I menace through the door
A thunderstorm of eyes watch
As I'm fierce across the floor
Candles spit and ribbons red
Strings, bows and tune
Dancers glide and passions collide
I'm scouring the room
I know my enemies, everyone
And white throats in pearls
Carousel all about me
The lace. Those ribbons in curls
Cruelty is how they know me
Kindness is not my gift
A blade of glass my secrecy
Is poised at my wrist
They perish for my sadness
I saw gold in your eyes
Your gift here, tremendous
Like the God between your thighs
I leave splashed with blood
Your ribbon locks my hair
And all their joy was drowned
Not, of course, that I care
And try to fix my hair
My sword upon our path
It's better off there
My name is read aloud
And I menace through the door
A thunderstorm of eyes watch
As I'm fierce across the floor
Candles spit and ribbons red
Strings, bows and tune
Dancers glide and passions collide
I'm scouring the room
I know my enemies, everyone
And white throats in pearls
Carousel all about me
The lace. Those ribbons in curls
Cruelty is how they know me
Kindness is not my gift
A blade of glass my secrecy
Is poised at my wrist
They perish for my sadness
I saw gold in your eyes
Your gift here, tremendous
Like the God between your thighs
I leave splashed with blood
Your ribbon locks my hair
And all their joy was drowned
Not, of course, that I care