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Into thy loneliness comes the sound of |
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PanFrom the edge of the wilderness |
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Behold I, man |
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Virgins bring thee gold and spices |
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Whores bring thee sin and vices |
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The dew of the universe whitens thy lips |
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Draw my dagger |
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Dominatrix hips |
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From the emptyness thy heart |
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I stoleInto the abyss thou calleth a soul |
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I stick it |
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Deeply Deeply |
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Thy rapture thy kiss |
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Thy love thy drain |
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Thy pleasure is love |
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Thy love is pain |
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From the emptyness thy heart |
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I stoleInto the abyss thou calleth a soul |
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I stick it |
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Deeply Deeply |
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My rapture my kiss |
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My love thy drain |
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My pleasure is love |
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Thy pleasure is pain |
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From the emptyness thy heart |
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I stoleInto the abyss thou calleth a soul |
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I stick it |
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Deeply Deeply |
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Annoint thee with kisses blood and oil |
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Forever to me shall thee be loyal |
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Virgins bring thee gold and spices |
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Whores bring thee sin and vices |
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In theese sentences silently hidden |
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Love under will |
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All things forbidden |
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From the emptyness thy heart |
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I stoleInto the abyss thou calleth a soul |
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I stick it |
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Deeply Deeply |
