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Drink the blood |
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Shadows cast |
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Formless flesh |
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Your disguise |
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Divine Hell |
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Ritual |
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Crush your shape |
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Unholy dance |
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The captive angel |
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Flailing still |
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Inside the dark |
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The dark inside |
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Taste of the necrotic cadaver |
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See the blood |
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Obscene prayer |
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Intoxicate |
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Seraph pure |
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Evil Sublime |
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Agony |
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Purified by |
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My perversion |
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The captive angel |
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Flailing still |
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Inside the dark |
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The dark inside |
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Taste of the necrotic cadaver |
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A perfect suggestion |
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You understand despite |
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The words you can really hear |
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My carnal intention |
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Unfolds before your very eyes |
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The night is cold and clear |
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I cast my gaze to see |
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Your voice is warm and near |
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But it means nothing to me |
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Sea breeze turns to gale |
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It's harder now to see |
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Your words are like a veil |
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Hours drip by |
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Time burning |
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Your wine spills from |
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The glass you barely hold |
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Disrobing |
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Sublimely |
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Reaching down to claim the prize |
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The night is cold and clear |
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I cast my gaze to see |
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Your voice is warm and near |
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But it means nothing to me |
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Sea breeze turns to gale |
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It's harder now to see |
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Your words are like a veil |
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But they mean nothing at all |
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Breathing |
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Scratching |
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From the inside |
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Untouchable |
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Unreachable |
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Uncertainty |
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[Solo Mendonca] |
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The night is no disguise |
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The darkness is a mirror |
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I was feeling blind |
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Everything seemed new to me |
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You made up my mind |
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Lies were really truth you see |
