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she`s picking up from vapours of a night
she`s flowing to your house white garments
are waving on the wind
she`s whispering sensualy you can smell her
fire is going out
coldness is flooding chambers
lady nights is coming to satisfy her ghostly soul
she desires your fear and pain
you`ll give her that all
she`ll tear
your soul apart pieces
now you know about it
she`s a queen of the night
and you are her miserable intended
she`s a queen ...
when your flesh stops shaking
and your mind begins to cry asking about mercy
she`ll go away to force her way
in the other home in the other mind