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I was ...
born to the blood of angels
born through the veil of a storm
born without love inside me
born with the need to perform
born out of vengeance
born out of scorn
born out of hatred
out of love torn
born with a mission
born with a drive
born with a need
with a will to survive
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now it's time to show you
what i'm really all about
nomore pretensions;
nomore frothing @ the mouth
their's no use hiding
all my sins deep inside
i'll wear them on my shoulder
like a badge of pride.
chorus 2x
cause i'm the daughter of death
from my very first breath
i'm a daughter of death.
blood red as macbeth.
i'm a daughter of death
living a filthy mess
i'm a daughter of death

I was ...
raised from burning ashes
raised with tragic crime
raised from cries of chaos
raised on borrowed time
raised by the darkness
raised by the night
raised by the vultures
raised by the claws of fright
raised to be hated
raised to be loved
raised to be doomed
by the powers above
evil twisted heart heart