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A gust of wind flattening the tall grass |
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The noise around rose to a roar |
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As something gripped me around the waist |
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Pressing me until my ribs cracked |
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And a cold clast of air whispered... |
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Goddess of night |
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Lead me to your pleasuredome |
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Of debauchery |
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Where sunlight turns to darkness |
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Where the sun loses its power |
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And the wind changes |
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Bringing the icy currents down |
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Oh Hecate, rape me with malice |
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On the snow on top of the mountains |
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On my knees I pray |
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As the stars black out |
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And the forest shines under the moonlight |
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In a place where our love can be found |
