I am the flood
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who drags the dirt
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and lives on it
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survives through it
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She is the soil
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with whom I flirt
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and rots with it
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and rots with it
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I am the flood
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who purifies
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I guess she calls Me
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the Lord of Lies
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when I'm inside her
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feels like she is made of Storm
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feels like she is made of Storm
|
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when I'm inside her
|
feels like she is made of Storm
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feels like she is made of Storm
|
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I am the flood
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who likes the dirt
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and sleeps with it
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and dreams with it
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she is the soil
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with whom I flirt
|
she rots within
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she rots within
|
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when I'm inside her
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
|
when I'm inside her
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
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I am the flood
|
who purifies
|
She doesn't know
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she's fucking with
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the Lord of Lies
|
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when I'm inside her
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
|
when I'm inside her
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
feels like she is made of Storm
|
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when I'm inside her (inside her, inside her)
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when I'm inside her (inside her, inside her)
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when I'm inside her (inside her, inside her)
|
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when I'm inside her (inside her, inside her)
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when I'm inside her (inside her, inside her)
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when I'm inside her (inside her, inside her)
|
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Made Of Storm
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| Moonspell |
