Anything is what she is.
Anywhere is where she's from.
Anything is what she'll be.
Anything as long as it's mine.
And the door it opens, is the way back in or is it the way back out.
Anyplace is where she'll be.
Anyplace she'll see you from.
Lies and secrets become your world
anytime, anywhere, she takes me away. And death climbs up the steps one by one to give you the rose that's been burnt by her son.
Point me to the sky above,
I can get there on my own,
walk me to the graveyard
dig up her bones.
I have seen the demon's face.
I have heard of her death place .
I fall down on my knees
in praise of the horrible things that took her away.
And death climbs up the steps one by one
to give you the rose that's been burnt by her son.
Point me to the sky above,
I can get there on my own,
walk me to the graveyard
dig up her bones.
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