Red thread, your love, I want it tonight
When you come near my mask I shiver with fear
I’m am innocent being seduced by your charms
A young boy tickled to death in your webs
Your kisses tastes like visions of hope
Oh how I want you tonight
A conviction pulling me to a grave beginning
You’re an enemy who I am keen to defend
Down the black hole of my own crooked end
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