A chariot, a-falling from the sky
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A burning star, descending in the night
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From another world and from another time
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Too many lonely nights and too much of the wine
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Like an angel she¡¯s riding on the mist
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Her song of love will carry you to bliss
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The holy grail is in her grinding hips
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Just like a devil, she will kill you with her kiss
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A million years lost on the astral plane
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Now she is back here once more and again
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You are the harvest, she¡¯s the reaper of the corn
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She will be your dusk and she will be your dawn
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Like an angel, she¡¯s riding on the mist
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Her song of love will carry you to bliss
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The burning lips consume you in their fire
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Dark angel lift you on the wings of her desire
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Like an angel, she¡¯s riding on the mist
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Her song of love will carry you to bliss
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The holy grail is in her grinding hips
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Lke a devil, she will kill you with her kiss
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Like an angel, she¡¯s riding on the mist
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Her song of love will carry you to bliss
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The holy grail is in her grinding hips
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Just like a devil, she will kill you with her kiss
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Like an angel, she¡¯s riding on the mist
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Her song of love will carry you to bliss
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The holy grail is in her grinding hips
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Wings Of Desire
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| Inkubus Sukkubus |
