Bruised
Battered
Completely Shattered
Thrown From These Gates
Never Allowed To Show Your Face
Lose Your Faith
There Is No Hope
For You Have No soul
Cheshire Grin
You'll Do It Again
Lead Her Shining White Light
Down The Labyrinth
To The Secret Garden
Fill Her Head
With Pretty Little Tales
Twisted Little Lies
Pick Off The Angels Feathers
Shed Her Of Her Very Soul
Her Very Essence
Corrupt Her Little Head
Rip Out Her Beating Heart
Leave Her To The Same Fate
Of Endless Tears Stream Down Her Face
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