AVE MARIA AVE MARIA AVE MARIA
the words repeat in your head , over and over , in sync with the knife that plunged into already cooling flesh . or is it your own ? you can't tell anymore .
who's soul are you crying out for - your own , or those who cross your path ?
do you still have a soul worth begging for - you don't know , but still , you cry .
AVE MARIA AVE MARIA AVE MARIA
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