Everyone knows her.
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knows her name.
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Deadly Siren, that's her
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game
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They want to be near
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her. Playing her game
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Get to know her. What's
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her name?
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She strides amoung us
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with a burning fire. Her
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victims endless, piling
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higher
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And I run along with
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them, the heaving mass,
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fighting anyone to get
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past
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I want her fire, her
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burning fire, her dark
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caress, her red hot kiss
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I want desire, her
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roaring fire, from milk
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white breast to raven
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tress
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I want her nights,
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morning light, her
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endless days, amazing
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grace
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I'm on her trail every
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single day
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Ahead, she glides, I
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stumble blindly in her
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wake
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I witnessed lovers torn
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by her. Teary maidens
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killing her
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You'll never be lovers
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when she's in town
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because in her eyes, we
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all drown
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Broken-hearted, we leap
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to God, and die like
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lovers everyone forgot
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I tremble when she
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passes by. Lord make
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her mine or let me die
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She looked at me. Her
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eyes! her eyes!
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They drew me in. Her
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sin! Her lies!
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I see my final night
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Glory, what a sight!
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The blood, the wine, the
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roses
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And me all snowy white
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Her hands on me, it's
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ecstasy. It's Heavenly, it's
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God I see
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I risk a kiss. One kiss
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One kiss!
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I knew from then my life
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had died
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Hold me now my father
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Now my days are done
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I would do it all again
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Because she was the one
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Torment me you fucking
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bastard!
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I'll seek you once I rise
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Look behind. I will
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slay your worthless
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blackend soul.
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The Blood, The Wine, The Roses
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| My Dying Bride |
