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I've seen you in a darkness |
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Your face in a dusk |
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Your silhouette in a shades |
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Eyes gliding full of lust |
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You try to dazzle me with your beauty |
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You try to bewitch me |
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When cold north wind blows |
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I can smell your perfume |
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When frost bites |
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I feel your lips on my neck |
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I don't want to share my life |
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Oh no with you |
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I want your sweets and things we used to do |
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No you cannot reach my love |
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So go or be mistress of my dreams |
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No in my life there's no room for you |
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As you know your flesh is what I want |
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I hear your lullaby (ah) that sweet melody |
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And I can remember those words |
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Which you whispered in my ear |
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You try to dazzle me with your beauty |
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You try to bewitch me |
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I feel your loving embrace |
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In my dream I see your face |
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Your soft skin under my fingertips |
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And taste of your lips |
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I don't want to share my life |
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Oh no with you |
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I want your sweets |
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And things we used to do |
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The time you spend with me |
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Was nothing but a dream |
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And that's the thing you see |
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You were the chosen one |
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We made love under never setting sun |
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And that's everything |
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I could do with you... |
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No you can't reach my love |
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so go or be mistress of my dreams |
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No in my life there's no room for you |
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As you know your flesh is what I want |
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Dark desire dressed in black |
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You try to turn me your back |
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But you desire me |
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Like a darkness desires you |
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You try to forget |
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Those times we spend together |
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But your desire is |
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What bothers you the most |
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No you cannot reach my love |
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So go or be mistress of my dreams |
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No in my life there's no room for you |
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As you know your flesh is what I want |
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...Do it do it end your life |
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but don't tease me anymore with your cries |
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repent...repent...repent whore |
