beautiful perfection, again the fleeting dance
I bow for you
I sacrifice treasure and flesh
to please you
I give all my love
to your skeletal apparition
spinning out of control
I obey your every
twisted demand
just hoping to capture your favour
so you'll tear my flesh
from my moon-white bones
shaping me in your fragile image
of perfection in death
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