| A snake has bitten me, it has made me weak,
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| God’s betrayed me, playing hide and seek.
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| So much joy keeps slipping through my fingers,
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| so much pain I’ve chosen on my way.
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| Seven serpents lying on my bed of fire,
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| oh how real the dream appears,
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| how strong the dark desire.
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| Hold me like our love was in its sweet beginning,
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| whisper all those lies you know I long to hear.
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| But you say that
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| Poison is drowning my poor heart
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| Poison is killing out our spark
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| Poison has made its ways in me
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| Poison let me go peacefully
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| Standing on the porch with a burning torch
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| Looking at the dark skies of Eden
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| Be my exorcist, drive the bad away
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| The lonely violinist plays and turns the sheets of days
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| So much joy you’ve laid upon my sorrow
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| So much shame you’ve taken of my name
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| You say that
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| Poison is drowning my poor heart
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| Poison is killing out our spark
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| Poison has made its ways in me
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| Poison let me go peacefully
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| Standing on the porch with a burning torch
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| Looking at the dark skies of Eden
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| Looking at the dark skies, looking at the dark skies of Eden
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| Looking at the dark skies, looking at the dark skies of Eden
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| Poison is drowning my poor heart
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| Poison is killing out our spark
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| Poison has made its ways in me
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| Poison you and I eternally
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| Standing on the porch with a flaming torch
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| Looking at the dark skies of Eden |