| Over the Dead Sea
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| Keeping you company
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| Thinking, «I'm not afraid of you now
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| I’m not afraid of you now»
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| Letting my eyes close
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| Shedding my soft clothes
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| Wind blows
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| Wind that howls like a hound
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| Wind that laughs like a clown
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| Mystery of lack
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| Stabbing stars through my back
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound
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| Virtual bedroom
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| Rise like a full moon
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| Show me pictures that hang in your house
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| Pictures that hang in your mouth
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| Candescent insects
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| Crosses and fishnecks
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| I have nothing to pray to you now
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| Nothing to pray to you now
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| Mystery of lack
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| Stabbing stars through my back
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound
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| Pulling your face close, wanting the inmost
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| Show me
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| I’m not afraid of you now
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| I’m not afraid of you now
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| Villain and violent, infant and innocent
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| Baby, both arms cradle you now
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| Both arms cradle you now
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| Mystery of lack
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| Stabbing stars through my back
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound
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| Forwards, beckon, rebound |