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Thy wicked beauty haunts me |
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When dreams of thee I dream |
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Revealing truths of midnight |
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And all that lies within |
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The nightly temptest is thee |
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From the shadowy dusk |
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With ember eyes of fire |
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And a heart of sin |
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"....Dream with me as I dreamt of thee |
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During ancient times and those to come |
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Feel the pleasures of thee in my dreams |
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As of thee, as of sin...." |
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Thy whispers in the forest dark |
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Stalks me through the night |
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Of passion and of dreaming |
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Thy answer waits for me |
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Meetings under moons so full |
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Their light is thy seal |
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Combined with sinners glory |
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I am waiting just for thee |
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Mistress of one thousand years |
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Which I all have dreamt |
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Thy vision is now crystal clear |
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And my soul is bound |
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I wait for thee, when thee call |
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And call thee will, I know |
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When dawn is following the dusk |
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We sleep beneath the frozen ground |
