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Demons |
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The Offspring |
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Clouds pass over the moon |
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Like an eye that shows impending doom |
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Tension in this misty air |
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Souls pass into the room |
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Drawn in by a lost memory |
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You will join them in the moonlight |
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You are my offering |
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Your soul transcends |
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The centuries of pain |
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Your misery in life |
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Is your ecstasy in death |
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Time passes like the wind |
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As we race to beat days dusky grin |
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Mornings just a moment away |
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Your body glistens in candlelight |
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As we all look on in fiendish delight |
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The ritual is just beginning |
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Come fulfill the prophecy |
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With our demons of debauchery |
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As virgins and spectress sing |
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This madness will never cease |
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In the dead of night |
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You will follow |
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In the footsteps of many others |
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Who have come before |
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I will show you the altar |
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Your aztec eyes, egyptian hair |
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Your beauty bestoved upon my lair |
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I've loved you before, in other lives |
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But youve never ment as much to me |
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Never meant as much to me as now |
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In this night of sacrafice |
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Where blood is spilt |
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That will never spill again |
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But in your linen robes |
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We want you now |
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We want you now |
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You could never ask for more than that |
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You are my offering |
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Your soul transcends |
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The centuries of pain |
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Your misery in life |
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Is your ecstasy in |
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Come fulfill the prophecy |
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With our demons of debauchery |
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This madness will never cease |
