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I filled up my cupWith diamonds and rustI filled up my cupThese bonesThey turned to dustI walk in these shoesOh just like you doI walk in these shoesJust, oh like you doUnveiling the child withinBefore the grace of your sinAnd Lucifer has made a bedFor wicked words to rest themselves inGo to sleep and we'll all give inBlack silk, oh wrapped around your neckAnd a cutthroat ilk oh behind your backThe crimson moon, undresses youAnd you lay your face downWith your heart on the groundFor the devil has made his roundMother, he's got me up against the wallFading into a line so smallI heard you sayI died that dayAnd I lay face downWith my heart on the groundFor the devil had made his round From Letras Mania