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My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.