| Unfolding her carnal desires to me;
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| With temting eyes she does receive
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| A hunter of the night, the devil’s whore
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| May her cursed beauty hunt me forever
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| We embrace the madness gathered as one
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| Mourning dead passion… she comes to me
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| A fate awaits us in the night:
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| In the ruins of creation we will unite
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| Unfolding her carnal desires to me;
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| With temting eyes she does receive
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| A hunter of the night, the devil’s whore
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| May her cursed beauty hunt me forever
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| She comes to me — a shining beacon
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| Confused by the sensual innovation
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| Passion … towards image of mortal evil
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| Passion … embraced by the image of united death
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| The enigma lies broken
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| Searching for those precious moments
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| Reaching for a higher scene of existence
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| Like a newborn migrant in the void
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| I am smitten by forbidden fruit
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| Possessed by moments of dark splendour
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| To walk the nightmare terrains forever
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| The enigma lies broken
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| Possessed by moments of dark splendour
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| To walk the nightmare terrains forever
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| United with new unhallowed grace
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| This cursed beauty hunts me forever |