Synderella

Goth opera.
Blood saga.
Sometimes I wonder how we ever got here.
Old grudges.
Scorned lovers.
Sometimes I wonder why we don’t all move on!
Cause we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small drop in a mighty dark plot.
And the mighty fine print hastens the trip to our epilogue.
But the little girl fled and the king is dead and the castle is left for the taking.
But GeneCo may survive if it undergoes surgery, surgery.
Surgery, Surgery.

Graverobber, Repo! The Genetic Opera
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