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With a broken heart
in her hand
she is now damned
wither heart
Bride of Valentine
sitting in her room
with a razor in her hand
she cuts out her heart
What good is it?
when you killed her inside
Will you love her now?
Now that she is gone
Tears of blood
run down her face
from her broken heart
she weeps of sorrow and rejection
to she is she can feel
the pain, the misery
not as much as you have given her.
Now in search for her
mate and soul
Bride of Valentine
she walks on the graves
maybe she will find him there
Bride of Valentine
Is it nice there?
Better dead than alive
no one even cared
dead or alive
Bride of Valentine
dancing with death
Bride of Valentine
walking on the graves
maybe she can find him there
holding in her hand
her rotting heart
that is forever damned
Now in search for her
mate and soul
Bride of Valentine
she walks on the graves
maybe she will find him there
Bride of Valentine
Tears of blood
run down her face
from her broken heart
with a razor in her hand
she cuts out her heart that is...
FOREVER DAMNED
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