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Like a demon, like a ghost |
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Balancing on nerves, dancing on the edge |
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Like a wheel or a dream |
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Spinning enlessly, spinning helplessly |
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A painted drama, a feverish restraint |
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An unspoken trauma in sweltering nihgts |
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Like a ray of light that stains a bitter sweetness |
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Into the darkest wine |
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A dark chimera wide awake |
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Sipping from the lifeblood |
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I drank, drank from you |
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I drank wine like blood |
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Blood like wine |
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And the magic sounds of inspiration |
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I learned, learned from you |
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A hidden secret |
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Black as rain |
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Moving me, moving on and on |
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This is the way of the mystic |
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Into the eyes of god |
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This is the weight the moves the hand |
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This is the hand that moves the stone |
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A ravaged beauty, unfeeling and unsafe |
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A power that resides in the labyrinth of sound |
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This is a fire that ignites itself |
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This is a mystery of art |
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So much more than craft or chemistry |
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Gabriel 'gainst Azrael |
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You spoke, spoke to me |
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A silent prayer |
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For the pain |
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And the driving force of desperation |
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You sang, sang to me |
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Haunting songs of hope |
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And songs of doubt |
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Moving me, moving on and on |
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A force like lightning over mountains |
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A permanent disease |
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It's you and me together |
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On a highway without end |
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I drank, drank from you |
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I drank wine like blood |
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Blood like wine |
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And the magic sounds of inspiration |
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I learned, learned from you |
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A hidden secret |
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Black as rain |
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Moving me, moving on and on |
