| Her scent divine against my expectations
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| The words she spells are fortune and disgrace
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| Her silence… One step into the grave
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| She feeds in me what others can’t see
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| Spiral I’m now the soul I used not to be
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| As we are one, when flesh’s hunger stroke
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| With her sent… one the step into the spiral
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| She feeds in me what others can’t see
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| Spiral and my soul wings will now…
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| Foreverlaid to rest with her scent in the spiral
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| No more words
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| Just my affection
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| In your world I seek redemption
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| Ne parles pas… ressent
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| N'écoutes pas… ressent
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| Ne penses pas… ressent
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| À peine… ressent
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| Mon amour viens ici
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| Je t’aime (mais) Je dois partir |