mark lenover - the killing place lyrics
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i’ve been dreaming of the k!lling gardens
where empty ribcages and tombstones grow
i woke up feeling like i’d murdered something
but who or what it was i didn’t know
the bedroom stank of carrion and rye
and all the furniture had been replaced
there was a stranger perched upon my headboard
he said he’d met me at the k!lling place
he wore a look that was at once familiar
his t++th were sharpened but his eyes wеre kind
he bowed and told mе he was at my service
his heart was hidden but his fangs were mine
he advised me to go forth and forfeit
my earthly trappings to a shallow grave
he promised that he would be along shortly
he said he’d meet me at the k!lling place
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