| And I’ll envelop you when all is said and done
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| I will know you, I will feel your every touch
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| And in the wild I can hear your gentle call
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| I could know you, I could show you I’m enough
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| And I’ll devour you and finally know your love
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| I will taste it in your muscle cords
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| Feel it in the way you fill me
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| When the saints of hell surround me all at once
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| I will tell them what you told me
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| «Everything deserves to live on once it’s gone»
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| And I’ll envelop you when all is said and done
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| I will hold you, I will feel your every touch
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| And in the quiet I can hear you like a flood
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| I could know you, I could feel you in my lungs
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| And you’ll devour me and finally know this love
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| You will taste it in these muscle cords
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| Feel it in the way I fill you
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| And when the saints of hell surround you all at once
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| You just tell them what I told you
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| «Everything deserves to live on once it’s gone» |