Benefits of the Infinite Night

Fangs project to draw your blood is my favourite colour now drizzling down your neck
Wooden stakes won't kill me, I'm already dead and willing to die again, now carve this heart out
Now that you're mine we have to hide from the sunshine
When that star dies we'll go walking outside until the end of time



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Writer(s): Foot Hills
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