| With the snow fallen thick
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| And bonfires alit
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| And shooting stars portents of rips
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| I ascended to spur
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| A mere glimpse of murmur
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| From her precious celestial lips
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| Be it sun to your moon
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| Be it moon to your sun
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| Together we promised to come
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| With a turn of the screw
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| And a slip of the tongue
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| We eclipsed one another undone
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| Through the mist, through the woods
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| With the night-wraiths I’ve stood
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| Atop murderous peaks calling you
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| On storm-lashed beachheads
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| Where the fisherman dread
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| The things your bewitchments accrue
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| Those deep creatures bring
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| Her cut diamond rings
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| A girl with a pearl necklace her
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| Advancing in fevers
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| Tsunamis and myrrh
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| Will she wreak bloody vengeance or purr?
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| She lights the skies
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| Dressed in silver scales plucked from the ocean
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| To spite her thighs
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| That Lucifer snuck inside
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| And with his pride
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| Enclaves were upgraded to Goshen
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| So paradise
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| Could shine from out her skirts
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| I adorn myself at dusk
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| With ornaments to close the noose
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| A kiss as red as blood and cold as hell
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| My body glows with lust
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| Anemic as the flag of truce
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| I raised at dawn to catch you in my spell
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| With every twist I cannot resist her
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| Fertile female mind control
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| This wanton witch, white rapids sister
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| To whom I pour my wine and soul
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| And here we go again
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| From a copse of black yews
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| Where the moon was drawn through
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| Like a sword through a Gordian knot
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| She descended to me
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| Claiming swift victory
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| Over the heart I had near soon forgot
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| With every kiss this huntress whispered;
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| Yield to my sweet embrace
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| One night of bliss. |
| I could not dismiss her
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| Once her beauty shot me a darker face
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| You mesmerize my soul Diana
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| You mesmerize my soul |