Revelation for
around your sunday dress
The soul out of a smoldering wretch
All brought to sleep, there's nothing there
All brought to sleep, there's nothing there
Twisting walk ??
They're all up and down the strip
The soul out of a smoldering wretch
All brought to sleep, there's nothing there
The witch is on fire
She can't regret the day ?? repenting of the stars and earth
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