Posts: 3762
From: Hillsboro, OR, USA
Registered: Jan 2013

posted October 30, 2017 01:53 AM            

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My Lydia;
How glum you've become
With your swan like eyes
Your black disguise
Runs down your cheeks,
And on your flesh
Every demon wishes to dine,
Sink yourself
To the red carpeted floor
And run the knife
Through the vein,
The blood will feed the harpies
Who have come like vultures
To pick at the meat,
And pull out your lashes
One by one,
Burn off your nose
With candle wax,
And pull out your nails,
Skin yourself for all to see,
Expose yourself to me;
Spread yourself for me,
For you, my Lydia
Are the Mother of Madness
And the Queen of inquisition,
I can feel you
As your life flows from out you;
Even your lips have gone dull
And your soul is bleeding
The dreams of dead men.

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Posts: 3762
From: Hillsboro, OR, USA
Registered: Jan 2013

posted October 30, 2017 01:55 AM            

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mVW8tgGY_w

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Posts: 8587
From: us
Registered: May 2012

posted October 30, 2017 08:54 PM            

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Wow... that's really good!

Beethoven's Fur Elise??
Is there any special reason you chose that particular piece for this?

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