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The storm was gone, but dark clouds still hung
The perfect for things to come, late afternoon
She was still in bed her visit to the crypt
Someone was calling Henry's
Or was it only in her

A of breaking glass, glass cutting into flesh
Rain turning red, blood for the dead

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she heard a name... it was louder, but the same

Jonathan was his way out of bed
[J:] "Where is Brandon and why is he late?"
[A:] "He didn't feel well today
So I sent him back to bed and there stay
But I, my dear, cater to your needs
For you I will be the hand, the hand feeds"

Abigail obsessed with her
Her old spirit was
It made her her dream of broken glass
"Use it in scheme, the broken glass"

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glass crushed into sugar glace
Making dinner for Jonathan, Abigail was fun
it be romantic dinner or slaughter of the lamb?
Would broken be cutting deep, deep into the flesh of a man?

Dinner was enjoyed by
And Jonathan was his
suit, it put him in the right mood
Whatever it took, he do

solos: Andy]

He was in love... he was in again
He was in love... he was in love
But Abigail would soon feed his away
Feed his love

"Dinner is served"