| Oh, Keeley put your white dress on
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| And you become my maiden of the dawn
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| With your vile of poison you grown
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| A substitute from what was called love
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| Cause all, all we’ve got is a slash of devil’s stone
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| And it’s displayed across our past
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| Where do we belong?
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| And the moon gazes on us with empty eyes
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| Trading in the heat of demise
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| Then we slip into Eden time
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| In our isolation it’s here, not even spoke
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| But belladonna laces up the wall
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| It’s just poison, my dawn
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| Oh, Keeley come back from the pine
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| Before we surrender to Eden time
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| You never did anybody wrong
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| And you will always be my maiden of the dawn
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| Cause all, all we’ve got is a slash of devil’s stone
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| And it’s displayed across our past
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| Where do we belong?
|
| And the moon gazes on us with empty eyes
|
| Trading in the heat of demise
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| Then we slip into Eden time
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| In our isolation it’s here, not even spoke
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| With belladonna laces up the wall
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| It’s just poison, my dawn
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| Oh, Keeley you never did anybody wrong
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| And you will always be my maiden of the dawn
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| Yeah, you’ll always be my maiden of the dawn
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| Yeah, you’ll always be my maiden of the dawn |