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When the winter was over |
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She returned there to find him |
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And her mem'ries filled her with light |
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She remembered the beauty |
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She remembered desires |
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And her memories filled her with light |
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I am the sun in the flame |
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Cold from the flame turns away |
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And in these winds came a change |
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She awakes, aah |
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Sister walk through these fields of delight |
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I want you to know |
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Desperation's the tenderest trap |
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So gently you go |
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What will it take? |
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Sister awake |
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Sister awake |
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Sister |
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Sister |
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When this beautiful cult of desire |
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Has left you for dead |
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Isolation will cradle the lies |
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Of things left unsaid |
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What will it take? |
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Sister awake |
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Sister awake |
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Sister |
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Sister |
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And you'll look to the heavens above |
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And taste it's deceit |
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These temptations have blinded desires |
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To sleep at their feet |
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What will it take? |
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Sister awake |
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Sister awake |
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Sister |
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Sister |
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Sister |
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Sister |
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And you'll hear them call out your name |
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Invoking the fates |
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Chances are you've traveled too far |
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In stirring their hate |
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So, what will it take? |
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My sister awake |
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Sister awake |
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Sister awake |
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Awake |
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Awake |
