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[Verse]
Each time I make my mother cry
An angel dies and falls from heaven
When the boy is still a worm it’s hard to
Learn the number seven

But when they get to you
It’s the first thing that they do

Each time I look outside
My mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
When the worm consumes the boy
It’s never considered rape
When they get to you

[Outro]
Prick your finger it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
The angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things

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