| Tempting the devil’s heart, know your plan
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| To hold back the surge of hell’s living dead
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| Through my eyes I see the world
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| Different than yours
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| Different than anybody else
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| No one else
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| Wandering alone, yeah
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| At night, vision’s so blurry
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| With the heat steam of your body
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| Sweat drips like kamikaze
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| And at night I am the warmest
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| And at night I know the best place
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| To keep you under starlight
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| To keep you gone
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| Their bodies burned with a ghostly fire
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| Lost island south pacific desire
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| Grass skirt and hula girls, yeah
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| Cannibals of holocaust
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| Shameful lust in paradise on holiday
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| Sun and vice
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| Wandering alone, yeah
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| At night, vision’s so blurry
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| With the heat steam of your body
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| Sweat drips like kamikaze
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| And at night I am the warmest
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| And at night I know the best place
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| To keep you under starlight
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| To keep you gone
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| Deep rivers, dark jungles in the rain
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| Prowl mountain tops, primitives designed to win the game |