| Crawl in awful stealth to me
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| Forever a voyeur I’ve been
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| Nocturnal Goddess of the Moon
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| So she comes, unseen
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| Thus speak
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| The burning seed, in thrust in Eve
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| And yearning keeps me, captive of desire
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| Make me as a flower that grows
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| Forever in your throne
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| That I might pollinate the world
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| With darkness as your own
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| Embrace me in spellbinding eyes
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| The fire of life that never dies
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| Tear deeper through my paper wounds
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| And never leave inside
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| Love shall consume and bathe the lady
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| Whom I worship and ride thereon
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| She will greet me as a serpent
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| In her dark, secret Eden
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| And I will always want
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| For her witchcraft is
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| Desire… (Desire…)
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| Desire…
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| My soul is poisoned from within…
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| My soul is poisoned from within…
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| My soul is poisoned…
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| I crawl with languid guilt to thee
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| Forever flushed in sin
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| Lamia, latria I give
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| My soul is poisoned from within
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| Wisdom breeds, fecundity
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| And her cunt she feeds, to fulfill her desire
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| To Eve I cum…
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| Sevenfold my passion wrought
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| To ransack Eden, and to taste the whore
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| I cling beyond her sabled court
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| She is a gateway, to that darkness lost
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| I am the gentle stream
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| That trickles through the summer glades
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| Of ever green peace
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| There we will drink my sleep, and dream…
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| I am the bleeding sky
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| The snatching wind of war
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| Blowing through the savage garden
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| My crown is fire, the erotic sinews of lust
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| Like strings to be pulled, and cut
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| I will make my puppets dance
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| The men will bow down before me
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| To take my flesh as some lucid thoughts
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| Of dark, unbridled love
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| I am all these things and more
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| Thus I await you, nemesis of restraint
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| The code of life, and the bride of evil itself
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| Oh, the fevered need for her
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| When greed and lust are sharpened in that one desire
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| The all-consuming fire
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| Reveal to me your mysteries, Witch
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| The tree is plundered but I have the seed
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| To be sown in thee |