| Clouds pass over the moon
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| Like an eye that shows impending doom
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| Tension in this misty air
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| Souls pass into the room
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| Drawn in by a lost memory
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| You will join them in the moonlight
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| You are my offering
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| Your soul transcends
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| The centuries of pain
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| Your misery in life
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| Is your ecstasy in death
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| Time passes like the wind
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| As we race to beat days dusky grin
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| Mornings just a moment away
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| Your body glistens in candlelight
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| As we all look on in fiendish delight
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| The ritual is just beginning
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| Come fulfill the prophecy
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| With our demons of debauchery
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| As virgins and spectress sing
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| This madness will never cease
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| In the dead of night
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| You will follow
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| In the footsteps of many others
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| Who have come before
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| I will show you the altar
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| Your aztec eyes, egyptian hair
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| Your beauty bestowed upon my lair
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| I’ve loved you before, in other lives
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| But you’ve never meant as much to me
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| Never meant as much to me as now
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| In this night of sacrifice
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| Where blood is spilt
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| That will never spill again
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| But in your linen robes
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| We want you now
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| We want you now
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| You could never ask for more than that
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| You are my offering
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| Your soul transcends
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| The centuries of pain
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| Your misery in life
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| Is your ecstasy in
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| Come fulfill the prophecy
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| With our demons of debauchery
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| This madness will never cease |