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Black like the rose that fell on the floor |
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Near to your toes in days before |
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Black like the night in her ivory tower |
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In her darkest hour all words are so trite |
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Kindred in mind, connate to the core |
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Granded and blessed by his light |
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So he must be the one to show me |
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How to live and never die |
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Oh my dear, it's time to step aside |
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Be aware, you've become your foeman's bride |
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The higher you will go, the deeper you can fall |
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So close your eyes and let the darkness call |
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Black like wet stones after a sudden rain |
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Your tears bemoan, the despair in vain |
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Black is the color of my lover's eyes |
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Black that ain't cover, my time still runs dry |
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Captured in mind, deprived of the marrow |
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Enslaved and constrained by his light |
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So now he is the one to show that |
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Lover's eyes are black and they can lie |
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Oh my dear, it's time to step aside |
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Be aware, you've become your foeman's bride |
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The higher you will go, the deeper you can fall |
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So close your eyes and let the darkness call |
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Oh my dear, it's time to step aside |
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Be aware, you've become your foeman's bride |
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You've gone the highest way, you'll fall into disease |
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So close your eyes and let the darkness seize |
