Burn the fire
Under the tree
A ritual of witches
Dance through the night
A perfect moon
I'll be dancing soon
(Da da dadum da da)
Black Funeral Dress
Sometimes I feel
I'm the ugly
In your collection of Dolls
Sometimes I feel
You might really love me
Love me
I know that's to much
to ask...
Black liquorice lungs
Tobacco slaves bring
Tobacco graves
To everything a Curse
but the...
...the pain I save.

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