In love with the Death

You smell so good, my dear,

I�m addicted to your smell.

It�s the smell of my fear,

It�s the smell from the hell.

I�m in love with the death.

My fate is your little game,

And you hold my heart too.

It�s a pleasure to burn in your flame.

My dear Death, I love you!

I�m in love with the Death.

You�re not a scelotton no more,

Because my love has given you a body.

Love has made you real- that�s for sure,

But you don�t love anybody.

I�m in love with the Death.

It�s your job to crash and kill.

My love doesn�t mean anything to you.

You don�t care �bout what I feel,

But I love you, what can I do?

I�m in love with the death. 

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