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Schwein no Isu
Dir en grey
Spirit, soul, will, cell
Disgorging confusedly, I hang from the
trap which adorn the wall, writhed within poisonned fangs
"Do it !"
I know the pain, I know the nausea,
allergy to pleasure
Speed is going to increase, what you
show
is the DNA of a regeneration's
incapability
A child born from an animalistic
copulation with myself
Excesively unperfect, one two three
four
Disturbed by blood, I carry Fer de
Lance's venom, I hear a desirable voice
I know the pain, I know the nausea,
allergy to pleasure
Speed is going to increase, what you
show
is the DNA of a regeneration's
incapability
You are looking for, do you want
blood ?
I'm going to give you some, one two
three four
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