Sie liegt im Wind
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I smell a [bad word] 
Brought by thousand winds
Like the winds of hunt
Between her lonely limbs

She dances through the stars
Awake the purest sin
From [bad word] she came
Call her princess of the wind

Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
My [bad word] 
Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
Hot [bad word] 

 [bad word] of dreams
My [bad word] of dreams

She shall be my wife
My horny [bad word] of fate
Into her [bad word] I dive
Towards her open gate

I am the [bad word] of your dreams
 [bad word] with the winds
I'll taste your white blood
I'll be your [bad word] of sins

Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
My [bad word] 
Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
Hot [bad word] 

 [bad word] of dreams
My [bad word] of dreams