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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 spectres 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 bestoved 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
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Demons (A Mexican Fiesta)
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