When time will have no power
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in a place on the edge of outer space
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We'll wake the Lord of the Snake
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using our brain, muscle and nerve.
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I'll kiss the mouth of thy womb
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our sharpened knives shine in the gloom.
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I wait the wonder above
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the Holy quintessential love.
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I am the sacrifice
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and you're the Priestess, slave of love.
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We both are willing to die
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like the light of day dies at nightfall.
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My soul is on fire, I'm lost in the trance of love.
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At my Lord's desire, before the Shrine in the gloom.
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I sink in honey and wine
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tonight we breathe the ancient Rite.
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You carve my chest with your knife
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and then we'll dance at the sound of life.
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Our love is better than life,
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we both are sitting on the Throne.
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Now we're ready to slay, to the fire of the Eyes of God.
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Mouth to mouth, heart to heart, in the trance of love.
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Time renew the illusion, and forever may it be!
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At last we are inside the shrine in the gloom.
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The Shrine In The Gloom
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Death Ss |