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your pentagram is down below our floor. |
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your naked body shimmers in the night. |
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dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite. |
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your feet are dry with the ashes from dead babies, |
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who have passed the test just like all the rest, |
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but never really understood the reasons why |
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they took it in the first place. |
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ah, in the first place. |
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your feisty eyes won't make me fall apart. |
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your turquoise and silver won't weaken this old heart. |
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yeah, dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite. |
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i fell to the ground on a windy, windy night. |
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well i have passed the test just like all the rest, |
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but never really understood the reasons why |
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i took it in the first place. |
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ah, in the first place. |
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well i have passed the test just like all the rest, |
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but never really understood the reasons why |
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i took it in the first place. |
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ah, in the first place. |
