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Blood woman, blood bitch There's a corona, a corona swelling Pressing hands, against this scar There's no warmth, there's no warmth to be felt Don't damage my altar, don't damn this cold flame Neither one or the other has much form or shape Cold burns powerful, has powerful needs Holds back, what's my worth? There's a fire I'll paint the blood bitch The blood bitch black Lift up your [Incomprehensible] You're the same old song