Blessed be, beloved
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On a loving spree for each other
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For the love of giving, for the gift of living
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Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
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'Cause it's a spiritual alliance
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A dangerous defiance
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Everybody needs everybody
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Independence is a lie
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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A glimpse of sweet mistery
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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So here is my confession
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I'm stuck with an obsession
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Yet far beyond expression
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Black hearts, bleeding
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Percepetions can be misleading
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For the soul searching, for a thrills emerging
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Cloud nine awaits where spirits reside
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'Cause it's a holy rite of passage
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A ceremonial message
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Certain flowers close at night
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Others wither without love
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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An odour of sancity
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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This is the vernal equinox
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Now in the flower of youth
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Still on the verge of tears again
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If love's a lie, then what's the truth?
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"Milagros
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Estamos hechos el uno para el otro"
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To coin a phrase,
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Birds of a feather flock together
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She's a star in embryo
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A role model, en route
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She's innocence incarnate
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And it the garden, she's my fruit
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True light healing
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Or underhand dealing?
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Whatever, my peruvian child
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In front of you, I'm kneeling
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'Cause you're
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Eternally, my inomorata
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NOCTURNAL
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Send me just a few grains of confort
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And I'll soon stand proud and free
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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A rite of real symmetry
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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Embrancing you endlessly
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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A touch of true harmony
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NOCTURNAL RITES
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Your arms, my sanctuary
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Nocturnal Rites
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| Hexenhaus |
