| I heard the sound of the closing door
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| Woke up to find no one was besides me
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| Morning had come and caught me unaware
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| The devil never gives signs of warning
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| Is tis the price I have to pay?
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| For all the beauty my heart plunders
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| If you set my soul on fire, who will put it out when you’re gone?
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| The fires of hell surround me; |
| saints and sinners wait for your call
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| I can’t remember, I can’t recall,
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| The steps I took on the road I travelled
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| I fell asleep on a quiet summer day
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| I lost my way in the heart of darkness
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| And still I find it hard to tell
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| The devil’s music plays, I wonder…
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| If you set my soul on fire, who will put it out when you’re gone?
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| The fires of hell surround me; |
| saints and sinners wait for your call
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| There, where my memory’s laid to rest
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| And the serpents crawl and kiss
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| Underneath the marble weights
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| Where my heart still beats I’m…
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| … Turning I’m twisting, revolving, retrieving,
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| When the hour strikes again
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| I’ll be reborn
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| If you set my soul on fire, who will put it out when you’re gone?
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| The fires of hell surround me; |
| saints and sinners wait for your call
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| If you set my soul on fire, who will put it out when you’re gone?
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| The fires of hell surround me; |
| saints and sinners wait for your call |