After The Sirens. What I Have To Give, Let It Be Enough. Curare On Your Lips. Na Die Sirenes. Wat ek het om te gee, laat dit genoeg wees. Curare op jou lippe.
...so preoccupied with taking the bread from Your fingers and downing this cheap New Year?s wine that we call Your blood. And You can wait for midnight but my lips
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