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Sister of sin |
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Lover of my unwedden night |
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In blasphemy we bathe our unclean bodies |
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We find adoration in the filthy procreation |
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His will is our devotion |
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Giving in to the knight of the remote star |
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Falling in love with the darkest tormentor |
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The basic instinct, the obscurity of my soul |
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We hide our secrets damnedly deep |
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And these are the key to the sempimental glory |
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To the harmony of body and soul |
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Immortality, spiritual ecstasy and diableria |
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Sister of sin |
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When rich and when poor |
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On my way to the throne |
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Lay bare on your gems |
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The nest of filth (and licentiousness) |
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Of am I drinking your sweetest juices |
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The poison in the wine of asceticism |
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Down am I sitting om the fathers right side |
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And with his benediction |
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I am opening the Pandora's box. |
