A Love Suicide or Murder

My shame grows when I call your name
My love to you is the sound of my screams
Let there be a rope on that there tree

Curse your charms
Curse your heart
Pure as stone
Pure as dark
Give me that there rope

I fell in love with the demon inside
No one knows and no one will
Take me to the one place called Hell
Let that rope hug my neck

I tripped on my feet, what a shame
Mistakes happen, don’t they?
My love to you is murder
Please, don’t fall in the hands of death

I only wanted to hold your neck

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