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Sick Ceremony

Their little girl said

Don't tell me how you feel

You don't understand

She painted the people

She disgusted on her way down

All there is left now

Is a picture of them

With their faces on it, and it's my fault



[Chorus:]

Black roses

As black as her hair

white sheets

As pale as her face



She crossed her fingers

And apologized to them

Then she flew off

Into the stream

Went to the light

Which faded meanwhile

Into the scratches on her cheeks

And her raining soul



[Chorus:]



Red blood

As red as her lips

Oh believe me

I loved her too much

Sick Ceremony /

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