| I feel everything!
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| I let their uncorrupted filth flow into me
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| A prayer for passion spirals towards a joyless orgasm
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| The world beyond the threshold, exalted by my lust
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| I incurvate the celestial body to better fit my illusion
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| I pulsate with stolen life in a half imagined existence
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| Where is the heart, if not in hell?
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| I incurvate the celestial body to better fit my illusion
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| I pulsate with stolen life in a half imagined existence
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| My virtue of guilt, it crumbles
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| The innocence of a child is reborn
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| Treasured depravity draped in slumber
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| All my devils, all my angels, is there ecstasy in oblivion?
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| Awake i shall remain, dear Angelique
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| On your philosophy of sin I cum
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| Doubt invokes my determination, everything is true
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| If stagnation breeds growth, would death disappoint you too?
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| A bridge between euphoria and anguish, to feel everything at once
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| The blissful body forgets, I trust my visions are pure
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| Immune to the festering world, a paradise in me |