Asylum C

At the StakeMy blood is cold I stand alone And prepare to face their minds of stoneAt the Stake
The trial was fast Decisions quick Now I must close my eyes to slow times tick
My body's slick From mud and dirt My clothes are torn My mind's alert
They're laughing now As they watch me But they'll be crying soon when I'm set free
I feel the pain From burning flesh As the flames grow high I turn to ash
But I must laugh That they pretend 'Cause what they do to me is not the end
I'll be back Be sure that's true A
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Its great to plumpen T. and A. things! Ask me about Sheila/Voluptua!
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Its great to plumpen T. and A. things! Ask me about Sheila/Voluptua!
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