[00:17.020]She frolics through the rain,[00:20.004]whispering love insane,[00:23.999]her kisses exit through,[00:27.267]heart-shaped exit wounds,[00:41.998]Her skin like flesh of angels,[00:45.019]her blood my catholic wine,[00:48.768]it moves slowly through me,[00:52.511]disintegrates my spine,[01:11.509]She's got ****** embraces,[01:16.010]that I still need to be in,[01:19.244]I force myself to loathe her,[01:22.542]so I can fall for her again,[02:03.137]Her lips are wet with venom,[02:06.389]her posture's serpentine,[02:09.883]she'll touch my arm and,[02:11.877]flowers grow there,[02:13.407]poisonous and obscene,[03:15.274]All her shrugged little movements,[03:20.275]and their despotic majesty,[03:23.774]in the midst of such perfection,[03:28.256]I can't help but feel diseased。