Crimson Baby

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How deep and dark are your secrets?
How loosely has it been for you to take apart?

Every fact brings a night
And you're too bone idle to exist,
So I give in; mixing my memories
With truth and pain; my never-ending mind race

Will you accept this gesture?
In the spirit which it's offered?

Stay and have no fear
I'm begging your blood to meet your heart
Lord, you were one big letdown