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Bolt from the blue |
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What Devil art thou? |
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Thy beauty make the bright stars dim |
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Moon blushes at the sight of thee |
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Silky lips full of fire |
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Auroral glance to die for |
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Dark nymph mirror of grace |
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Sweet lethal Cupid's dart |
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Thy breast and absinth |
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Evoke majestic dreams of lust |
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Of grandeurest royal palace |
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Liar of mortal sins |
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Cruel siren temptress |
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Skies too adore thee, goddess |
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Fiend angelical, was Venus dethroned |
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Tu eres como el diablo y la luna |
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And my soul flies to alabastrine clouds |
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Follows thy trail of light to moonshiny caves |
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Where love words dance like glowing fire flies |
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And echo spreads thy smell of paradise |
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Crown me thy king |
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And I'll rule my carnal nightmare |
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Or whip me as a slave |
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And I'll crawl to kiss thy feet |
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Cruel siren temptress |
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Skies too adore thee, goddess |
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Fiend angelical, was Venus dethroned |
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Tu eres como el diablo y la luna |
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And my soul flies to alabastrine clouds |
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Follows thy trail of light to moonshiny caves |
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Where love words dance like glowing fire flies |
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And echo spreads thy smell of paradise |