| I see your dancing, laughing, naked
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| Sweet and pretty face
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| And the promise, burning brightly
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| In your crystal-shot eyes
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| Your savage, and violent flesh
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| The cut that bleeds, the kiss that stings
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| We’re shooting up stars and desperate snows
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| That fall from shimmering skies, So
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| Take my hand and lead me
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| To the Garden of Delight
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| Take my hand and lead me
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| To the Garden of Delight
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| Revelation is laid, and reflects
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| On the windswept liquid mirror
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| Of this breathless world, this Happy Death
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| This elegance in charm
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| The treasured first fleeting touch of a gracious stranger
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| In-charmed me and entranced me
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| I know you can do me no harm, so
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| We’re playing with fire, dancing in the flames
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| And we’re covered in burns that may never heal
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| And angels may come, and angels may go
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| But it’s heaven on earth when you |