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Feel the contagious energy's force |
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That takes us in its contaminating rhythm |
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You're pale and cold, have some wine and renew yourself |
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Slow movements follow an enchanting symphony |
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And the souls dance, hypnotized by the darkness |
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There's nothing left for them but the wine's dance |
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Everything is possible in the dark room of dead souls |
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While they kiss, we feel the force that emanates form the energy |
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Drink the blood of our victims for they're dead |
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This path has no return, it contagious, move yourself, the wine's dance |
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This path has no return, it contagious, move yourself |
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We're like them, there's no return, and we've reached the end. |
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Taste the blood of our helpless victims |
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Cry not over life, for it no longer belongs not to us |
