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Call me inside Queen of the Night,
snap your fingers and your mind
will drown in false protests.
Your eyes always burn with the poison of reason.

Your actions become
simple targets of the lust and pleasure's odyssey.

(the mystery still shines...)
Disgraceful prophets pillage
someone else's thoughts,
Hide the reality beyond glass curtains.

Your actions become
simple targets of the lust and pleasure's odyssey.

Who will win?
Glad to meet you.
Forsake your witness, it is time to lie.

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