Lyrics
Conceived
in
the
darkness
of
the
deep
(Of
the
deep,
Of
the
deep)
Turns
out
that
life
doesn't
need
the
rays
of
the
sun
Born
without
eyes
no
need
to
see
(Need
to
see,
Need
to
see)
Born
with
a
taste
for
conditional
love
Conditional
love
Conditional
love
No
hell
below
no
heaven
above
Worth
conditional
love
Love
I
wanna
spill
some
blood
For
conditional
love
I
touch
base
with
the
morning
star
(Morning
star)
I'm
not
the
type
to
sit
around
counting
scars
(Counting
scars)
With
Roxanne
in
his
car
And
sundown
in
his
heart,
conditional
love
Conditional
love
Conditional
love
No
hell
below
no
heaven
above
Worth
conditional
love
Love
I
wanna
spill
some
blood
For
conditional
love
I
wanna
spill
some
blood
For
conditional
love
Cosmically
linked
with
a
war
of
attrition
I've
got
a
love
but
it
comes
with
conditions
Love
I
wanna
spill
some
blood
For
conditional
love
Love
I
wanna
spill
some
blood
For
conditional
love
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