Extrovenous

Sanctus Effeminatus

Hold my hand
Tell me of the days you loved
Reveal your self
Reveal it all to me

Hold my hand
Let me sunder
Truth from lie
Removing wonder

One more drug
Is just like another
Lose your life
And all your lovers
It’s all the same to me

Take my hand
It’s like any other
I’m in your blood
Your favourite disease

Lose your sight
What can you remember
I’ll help you forget
Life and all your needs

I’m the drug
The one you remember
In your blood
No need to surrender
I’m the reason that you bleed

I do like your titles

He he, often they're better than the scramble of words beneath them some tell me.

Mos

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