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miðvikudagur, 8. október 2014

I can't let you go

Against my own free will
I gladly let you in.
Running through my vains,
you're the devils worst kind of sin.

Oh my, oh my, oh my
how I can't let you go.

You're presence seems to me

like of pure infinity.
So god damn irresistible
and taunting is your deal.

Oh my, oh my, oh my
how I can't let you go

The way you make things real

is a blessing and a curse.
Wicked are your burning ways
as I loose myself into your world.

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