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Molesting your soul!
Slowly entering your mind which is pregnant by divine;
I've never felt such a joy to understand
your senseless speach...
When I feel your love, I hate!
Useless shadow of your past!
Slip your hands off from my face...and die...
It doesn't matter if my eyes will burn your skin
writing my thoughts on your bloody flesh.
Read them to discover the truth
discover'em by the light of the moon.
Shining, angry against the sun!
It doesn't matter, what do you think?
It doesn't matter, what do you say?
I hope there won't be possibilities for you
to find the light place to lay.

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