| Embraced by the nightmares thou forced me to dwell
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| Caressed by thy horrors which I into fell
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| My darkest angel, my temptress of night
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| Glorificator, of lust and delight
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| I am lost in thy dark desires
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| Thy serpentic Eden of flesh
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| Through splendid creations which thou me into lured
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| I faced the dreams, drunken from thy wine
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| «As moonlit silver whispered through mysteries eyes
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| And ravens seeded sorrowpaths in faded thine
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| Thou hungered for lust and passion dark
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| When sin stroke thy hands into bloodied mine»
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| Call out and I will follow
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| The dark paths that thou cast before me
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| I will treasure them as night treasures shadows
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| And flee the light above
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| Sorrows that we burnt together
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| Memories that faded away
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| The tears that we dreamt forever
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| Will eternally greet us our death
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| As night spreads its wings in silence
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| And all that remain is pure
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| We gather our screaming horrors
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| In awe to our precious sins |