| The fragile angel’s stare so divine and pure
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| The sinful wicked flesh I will cure
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| You’re pool is waiting, warms and inviting
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| We’ll keep it secret, for our lifetime
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| Drip by drip, eternity
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| No more decay
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| My new goddess cheers me
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| Through all the dust of times and the winds of fate
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| We shall pass the gates of hell
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| Through a rain of tears and the falls of hate
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| You’re preserved by my waxworks spell
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| The temple’s waiting now as it did so long
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| A plinth with your name, that’s were you belong
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| And I will worship, now and forever
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| I’ll keep believing, I’ll praise ya!
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| Drip by drip, eternity
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| No more decay
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| The beauty never dies
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| Through all the dust of times and the winds of fate
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| We shall pass the gates of hell
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| Through a rain of tears and the falls of hate
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| You’re preserved by my waxworks spell
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| Through all the dust of times and the winds of fate
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| We shall pass the gates of hell
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| Through a rain of tears and the falls of hate
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| You’re preserved by my waxworks spell |