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Samhain
03:39
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She's got a devil's grin
And thighs that are made to thrill
Your lips taste like death, baby,
A goddess I want to believe in
How can (such) a pretty face do such evil things?
Just one kind of bliss, one kind of love
She always gets what she wants
My little devil girl
Lost in this dying world
My little devil girl
Lost in this empty world
She's always drawn to black cats, black tongues,
Black lips, black hearts, black tears
On Samhain Eve
They say in Salem it never rains
They say that darkness is your only friend
How? Yes, how can (such) a pretty face do such evil things?
Just one kind of bliss and its never enough
She always gets what she needs
My little devil girl
Lost in this dying world
My little devil girl
Lost in this empty world
She's always drawn to black cats, black tongues,
Black lips, black hearts, black tears
On Samhain Eve
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Flame
04:20
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Its a fool's errand living inside ones past
But still I cannot help reliving the same old dance
You rest in a casket - lifeless and blue
I don't know why but still I think of you
And would your heart feel the old flame...
If you say my name a thousand times?
Would it feel the same or like a poison wine?
You're like a bird amidst the cruel dusk
You taste the same as in the old times
Would pale fires burn in your darkened eyes
And the scent of roses awaken the old desires?
Yet still you lie in a casket - lifeless and blue
I cannot help but think of you
And would your heart feel the old flame...
If you say my name a thousand times?
Would it feel the same or like a poison wine?
You're like a bird amidst the cruel dusk
You taste the same as in the old times
Would you feel the same?
Would you feel the same flame?
If you say my name a thousand times?
Would it feel the same or like a poison wine?
You're like a bird amidst the cruel dusk
You taste the same as in the old times
As in the old times
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