8| Cold Hell Hair
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The god of the underworld
Is very much my lover
He bathed me in the flames
of hell over and over
But he left and the fire is gone
Now I see how cold I've become
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Once your fire left me
I became frozen solid
That no one could melt me
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The pain I feel so
As the ice takes over
My once warm soul
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