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My bride open your eyes |
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And flare forth a breath |
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And smile knowing you are mine |
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Eternally, the things we shall see together! |
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Oh, now you can't be contained |
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By the flesh or the frame |
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And you'll never be abscessed or diseased |
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And you'll never know |
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The pains of the old |
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Its all in the past |
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Now please don't cry |
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I know you are scared |
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And things seem so different |
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In the absence of the light |
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But soon you'll adjust |
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Eternally porcelain beings |
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Oh, now you can't be contained |
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By the flesh or the frame |
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And you'll never be abscessed or diseased |
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And you'll never know |
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The pains of the old |
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Its all in the past now |
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You're awakening |
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Oh how you cannot be tamed |
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By conventional ways |
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And you'll never be abscessed or diseased |
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And you'll never know the pains of the old |
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Its all in the past now |
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You're awakening |
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From this time you'll always be with me. |
