| Love is her weapon and her body the evidence
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| Sex is her weapon and her blood the pestilence
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| She makes you feel so weak and hypnotised
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| There is really no chance for you to realize
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| This dangerous and fateful situation
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| While your drunken soul cries for liberation
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| Your´re my fateful fascination
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| Yeah i like deathly fascinations
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| She’s doing you some favour, if you want
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| She’s coming with you, wherever you want
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| Cause she is a whore and she always`ll be one
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| She has got it in her blood since she was born
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| Yes she’s whore, she’s kissing like one
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| She has got it in her heart, a heart with thorns
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| She’s my fateful fascination
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| Yeah she likes deathly fascinations
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| Your´re my fateful fascination
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| Yeah i like deathly fascinations
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| Sex is her weapon and her body
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| Is the evidence
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| You forget the whole world around you
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| Like in trance
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| She’s my fateful fascination
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| Yeah she likes deathly fascinations
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| Your´re my fateful fascination
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| Yeah i like deathly fascinations
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| Oh what a cool love
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| Oh what a fucking great feeling
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| Afterwards |