I feel the fire burning in my heart, I see it sparkling in your eyes
The blaze you're feeding more and more
The razor caressed your flesh and your arms turned red. I feel your vast desire
Tearing pain is flowing down your arms. Sweet, red, warm stream I drink to make you released
Holding your arms, cherish this composure, in the bed of razors we sleep together, forever...
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