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Feel the chill that rise above you
Circumsised in margin oil
Left behind with contradiction
Evil resting in the soil
And pleases you with remedies
You eat from a spoon
Don't spy me tomorrow
In a pitfall of sorrow
I fall under the moon
So spy me at noon
Territorial domination
Seizing power reaps rewards
Obsesed with lust
Condemnation
He has come to win the war
And frightens you with melodies
They're singing in tune
Don't spy me tomorrow
A pitfall of sorrow
I fall under the moon
So spy me at noon
Spy me at noon
Who ever gave him the licence to crush my heart
Champagne and tuxedos right from the start
It blinds with trust in the sense of goal
Then vanish and leave me with lumps of coal
Killing you with the memories forgotton to soon
Don't spy me tomorrow
In a pitfall of sorrow
I fall under the moon
So spy me at noon
Right now I feel saken not stirred
This horrible news I just heard
Too late, he spied me at eight
She spied me at eight
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