I'm covered in blood at the end of the world
In drop-dead love with my Two-Headed Girl
We watch the moon dropping out of the sky
Our faces grin, twitching on the inside
These steps keep growing downwards
The floor beneath us like tombstone slate
These pills are twisting, winding
I’m coming down but I know it’s far too late
I have many brothers
I am many brothers
Crawling through these mines
Blind
Covered in blood at the end of the world

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