Running through the woods
Black webs of roots at our feet.
The mistakes we've made...

The mistakes we've made,
For which we will pay...
L'esprit de foret.

Saturn flexes his arms
While Diana blinks at me.

The other end of the musket.
Laissez les circuits

Spade on a knuckle.
Your fortune reads us back.

Le regime de sang
Le Partie de Punition


The bark's against my back.
The rope's around my wrists.
Like a nightmare in the woods,
I feel like I wouldn't, but should.
This was Alice in that k-hole
Dropping candy-coated percodans down her throat.

Ahhhh...

The mistakes we've made,
For which we will pay...
L'esprit de foret

Spade on a knuckle.
Your fortune reads us back.

Le regime de sang.
Le Partie de Punition




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