| Foreign tongues in familiar places
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| Surrender the thrills to the very core
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| Forever young and blessed with nameless graces
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| A love that kills and promises more
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| Ash on the carpet and dust on the mirror
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| Chasing shadows and the dreaming comes clearer
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| Gasping for colour, this perfect heart
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| Screaming howl and the children play
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| Serpents kiss for the words you pray
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| Whiskey and the devil and the witching hour
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| Serpents kiss on that untouched flower
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| Searching for a haven, it’s no favour
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| The fingers that shine
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| Heart beats quicker as the veils start to fall
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| I’ll be craving, the pleasure’s all mine
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| Candles flicker as the devils dance on the wall
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| Stroking the naked and the silence gets colder
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| Stuck on the ceiling and the kissing gets bolder
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| Biting my nails for fear of revenge
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| Serpents kiss and the children play
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| Serpents kiss for the words you pray
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| Serpents kiss and the witching hour
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| Serpents kiss on that untouched flower
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| Ash on the carpet and dust on the mirror
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| Chasing shadows and the dreaming comes clearer
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| Some kind of visitor and the neon street
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| Serpents kiss and the children play
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| Serpents kiss for the words you pray
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| Serpents kiss and the witching hour
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| Serpents kiss on that untouched flower |