| Dressed in black I stand before Her
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| The smell of blood like a languid sea
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| The sickly sweet stench of death
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| I taint the air with laboured breath
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| A thousand names, a thousand songs,
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| In the dead of night we share her tunes
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| Love and death, blood and fire
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| The pleasure of this dark desire
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| Can’t you feel her darkness creeping?
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| Can’t you hear her voices calling?
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| Must you dream of a world without her?
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| Won’t you bask in her flames?
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| The twilight times,
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| The witching hour,
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| Praise her might,
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| It is time
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| A million years
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| I will serve
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| My queen forever
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| A million years
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| I will serve
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| My queen forever
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| I can’t hear your words of warning
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| The beating of my heart drowns all sound
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| I cannot see your guiding light
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| The burning of my soul outshines all stars
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| A thousand names, a thousand songs,
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| In the dead of night we share her tunes
|
| Love and death, blood and fire
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| The pleasure of this dark desire
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| The twilight times,
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| The witching hour,
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| Praise her might,
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| It is time
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| A million years
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| I will serve
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| My queen forever
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| A million years
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| I will serve
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| My queen forever |