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I dream, like cream, the blood of your beauty
seeps down my veins, drain the pain of my hunger
I coiled like a snake entwine and unwind ready to strike
The fangs and pangs of my hunger grow, growl ever higher
In desire of you my sweet, sweaty one.

The gates of death swing open from the north I come
In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust

The thurst of my hunger is quenched
We are drenched with the venom of our love
Spurting through our veins I sing a soft sweet refrain

Unto me, Into me, above and below me

I bellow to you, the ice and fire are one
I become closer, closer the hunger is neverending

To you, In you my love my donor

ALL

Russell.

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