Soul in exchange for a crimson dream in flowers and passion,
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Fairytale prince, crown and throne, dreams in power.
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Long night, it will never end
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While the evil sun breaks and wakes up.
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Loyalty, peace, for one more moment in a wonderful fairy tale,
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Duty is not far off, repeats the old man in the wizard's mask.
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Night in sweet singing on a vampire bed,
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You are now all mine and your soul too ...
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You drive love, it writhes with fire,
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You drive love with all your might,
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You are now my, my, my creativity,
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You are now my only miracle.
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Grave heart, grave heart, cry...
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Whom I fell in love with, I am a holy executioner ...
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Here fate met in reality, was brave and proud,
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Damn your trouble is not a problem, that's God's dispute,
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Gently he said, inhaling the beauty.
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Every death we scythe for a scythe ...
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You drive love, it writhes with fire,
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You drive love with all your might,
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You are now my, my, my creativity,
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You are now my only miracle.
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Heart of the grave, heart of the grave cry ...
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Whom I fell in love with, I am a holy executioner ...
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This night was more charming than all dreams and all desires,
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Away with the agreement, the creak of sinister shackles and the hour of sobs.
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Day of awakening from forgotten love,
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And next to him is a prince without a heart and an icon in the blood!
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You drive love, it writhes with fire,
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You drive love with all your might,
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You are now my, my, my creativity,
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You are now my only miracle.
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Heart of the grave, heart of the grave cry ...
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Whom I fell in love with, I am a holy executioner ... |