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Lyrics
Relations between sirens voice and her cherished harp.
The fingers graciously move across exposed breast
Another hands massages strings in beautiful finesse
Nightshade black hair covers closed eye's
A crown suspends a silver halo disguising lies.
Two twin vipers caress thighs tightly bounded.
Where all humans are dramatically astounded.
One look and cold hearts turn to stone
in which she fashions where she never rest....her throne.
Banishing souls from shipwrecked men
and drinking sweet sweet sweet blood from their women.