| All over the earth
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| The fire’s in their eyes
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| They’re oddly compelled
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| They’re strangely mesmerized
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| Nature’s dark dreams raise their sordid head
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| What black hearts beat in our chest
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| They drift without love
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| The lone beleaguered souls
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| But when it arrives
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| They spiral past control
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| What angry ocean has swallowed us
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| Pitched us out into the red
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| Love, violent love — the hand of man is clenched in a fist
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| How can I endure — can I live through this savage tryst
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| Love, violent love — we live in smoke and walk in a daze
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| But who would put out — the beautiful flame, the tenderest blaze
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| They journey alone
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| Their loveless hearts are cold
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| Then spark turns to fire
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| And passion sears the soul
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| Then, ere we safeguard our tender hearts
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| Oh, what infernos will rage
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| Love, violent love — we live in smoke and walk in a daze
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| But who would put out — the beautiful flame, the tenderest blaze
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| Love, violent love — the hand of man is clenched in a fist
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| How can I endure — can I live through this savage tryst
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| It hangs in the air
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| Desire’s desperate musk
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| Cloying and stale
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| Each breath so damp with lust
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| See all the clouds of iniquity
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| Billowing over the hills
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| Love, violent love — we feel the burn in each passing breath
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| Love, violent love — how shocking a birth, how tragic a death
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| Love, violent love — the hand of man is clenched in a fist
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| How can I endure — can I live through this savage tryst
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| Love, violent love — we live in smoke and walk in a daze
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| But who would put out — the beautiful flame, the tenderest blaze |