[lyrics by Birgit Lages]
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and me,
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as demons dance between
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the stars and our secrets,
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I am the centre of the world.
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So woe betide you,
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woe betide you.
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and me,
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as olden gods grow stronger,
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I am the one who knows about
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the fire burning cold and cruel.
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and in my redness I shall rule.
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if you could see what's in my head,
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what would you be looking for?
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what would you expect to find,
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and what if it was not there?
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and me,
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as all the world grows blind,
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I will see that proud you wear my sign.
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so I will recognize you then
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and you will drink the blood of doom.
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if you could see my visions grow
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would you believe in what I see?
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and will you follow me then, blind?
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and what if we will reach the end?
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Demons's Diaspora
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| Gardens Of Gehenna |
