Left with the daughter
With flowers of the Sun
Kissing all the dead man
And singing up my song
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Tell me tell me tell me
Can you hear me cry
Find a hole to bury
Forget my crimson lie
Left with the daughter
With flowers of the Sun
Kissing all the dead man
And singing up my song
Tell me tell me tell me
Can you hear me cry
Find a hole to bury
Forget my crimson lie