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Curse with me Profane and discreet Make her move Cross veins and chamomile Soft and sweet Seasalt silver-meat Buried deep In crowskin overcoat Save your breath This may be the last There is no novelty here on the earth ... Baroness - The Sweetest Curse |
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Of private rhetoricy When a bustling crowd intrudes Where rival ship meets no incentive To impale its reckless course [1–2–3–4] Where all is lulled To peace and quiet Is of all places The most appropriate To illuminate The sparkling fires of love And receive in turn the electro-darts Of sweet devotion. Doo doo dee dah dee doo doo Sparkling fires Electro-darts |
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