Spin me around on your mary-go-round,
Death and acid falls on are heads,
Tears of blood pour from are eyes,
Beasts that we rid on,
Screaming into are ears,
Children crying,
Lets go around on your mary-go-round just once more,
Let me hold your cold dead hand,
While you kiss me worn out,
Use me for whatever,
We will have so much fun,
On our last spin on your mary-go-round.
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