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Knee my life to thee |
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I'm thy trembling lord of trivial |
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Rip my heart to me |
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The signs of love no longer needed |
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Everlasting lust |
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The only air I'm merely breathing |
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Torn me into dust |
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The wind will catch my sense of living |
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Nailed will with your body's trill |
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Burning ground, fever that will kill |
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In her mighty affection I'm drown |
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Even shadows are afraid of her spawn |
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She rules her selfishness at once |
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Undressed to use my spirit |
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Her rigid passion heals it |
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I'm crumbling down when she's above |
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Knee my life to thee |
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I am thy trembling lord of trivial |
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Rip my heart to me |
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The signs of love no longer needed |
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Torn me into dust |
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The wind will catch my sense of living |
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Everlasting lust |
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The only air I'm merely breathing |
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In her mighty affection I'm drown |
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Even shadows are afraid of her spawn |
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My precious flesh's no longer mine |
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Undressed to rape my spirit |
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Her rigid passion heals it |
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Her body's covered with divine |
