In my twisted fairy tale
I dance the deathly dance
Crimson puddles, there i step
Withering beauties, there i fall
In my little horror land
Watched by demons' little pests
Glassy eyes and doll-like lips
Haunting as the full moon peeks
Broken limbs and headless bodies
Hovering along as i dance
Following as i walk towards
The one-way passage towards the nightmare's bite
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