See the glazed eyes
Touch the dead skin
Feel the cold lips
And know the warmth of the hip death goddess

Touch my hand and you will grow old
Touch my hand, your heart will grow cold
Come let me take you in my hands
I will keep you safe from all harms

Kiss my lips for they are very nice
Kiss my lips and you'll turn to ice
Look at me and I will turn you on
Don't try to think because your mind is gone

Come and look into my frozen eyes
Come and let me free you from the skies
I am the hip death goddess of your dreams
Our hate isn't all that it seems

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Bryan
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