
Lets have a bloody tea party
Let’s bring our shadowy book
And read our wills
Let’s have a tea party
We’ll bring our knife
And drink our blood spiked with brandy
Let’s have a tea party
Slashes in our thin layers called skin
We’ll laugh and fly in brooms
Let’s have a bloody tea party
We’ll tell stories of devils and demons
And laugh of the losers expiating for their little bliss
Cut your wrist and pour the tea
We want to drink
Drink
And drink!
Drips of blood on my breast
Would you lick it?
Please
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