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Drowning in red water I must speak to agent Bond! Creeping the dark path Tell him he should dial number Flying through crystal skies 79143842 Inhaling the deadly lies As soon as he can! I feed my hate, the lust to kill I reach my aim, I need the thrill Your death is my cleansing It is murder 23. The screaming of the blade Do you know what's really incredible? The whisper of a gem I'm bored wth all these foolish stories! The strangle of my hands Praying is not enough! The stick of stinging needles This requiem is just for you! I feed my hate, the lust to kill I reach my aim, I need the thrill Your death is my cleansing It is murder 23 I'm so sick of being restless I'm so sick of feedind hopes I'm so sick of wearing smiles I'm so sick of sharing lies From Letras Mania