| I can see it in your mystery eyes
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| I can feel it on your breath tonight
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| The yearning for time, the yearning for eternal life
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| Oh… oh… oh… sucking your blood, oh… oh… oh
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| Let me look you deep in the eyes
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| Let me look… into your mind
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| Let me take you to a room full of life
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| Let me, let me, let me suck your wine
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| Oh… oh…oh…sucking your blood
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| Oh… oh…oh…sucking you, sucking your blood
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| A Chandelier is our source of light
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| I’m breathing in the golder air tonight
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| Time… is right, it’s your innocent skin I like
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| Oh… oh… oh… sucking your blood, oh… oh… oh
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| Your neck is so delicately white, inviting my mouth for the bite
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| My teeth… your vein, like wine from a chalice I drink
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| Oh… oh…oh…sucking your blood
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| Oh… oh…oh…sucking you, sucking your blood
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| Solo: Shermann
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| Your warm juices colour my throat
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| What unheavenly joy, turning yours into mine
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| Me… part of you, oh you are the wine
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| Sucking your blood before the night is torn
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| How could this ever, ever be a sin
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| If you would pull the stake from my heart
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| If you would let me draw another card
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| Maybe the Morning Star will blind our eyes
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| Maybe the Morning Star will bless another night
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| Solo: Shermann-Wead
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| Maybe the Morning Star will blind our eyes
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| Maybe the Morning Star will bless another night
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| Me… part of you, you are the wine |