After The Sirens. What I Have To Give, Let It Be Enough. Curare On Your Lips. 后警报器. 我得给什么，让这一切是否足以. 箭毒在你的嘴唇.
...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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