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Blood woman Blood bitch There is a corona A corona swelling
Pressing hands against the scar There's no warmth There's no warmth to be felt
Sometimes it's called water Sometimes it's called flame Neither one or the other Has much form or shape
Cold burns powerful Has powerful needs Holds back whispered words of fire
I'll paint the blood bitch The blood bitch black Lift up your heels You'll see burnt soles
Blood woman Blood bitch There is a corona A corona swelling
Pressing hands against the scar There's no warmth There's no warmth to be felt
Sometimes it's called water Sometimes it's called flame Neither one or the other Has much form or shape
Cold burns powerful Has powerful needs Holds back whispered words of fire
I'll paint the blood bitch The blood bitch black Lift up your heels You'll see burnt soles