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Sibilant and macabre<br />Walpurgis sauntered in<br />Skies litten with five-pointed stars<br />The work of crafts surpassing sin<br />As She graced Her window ledge<br />- An orphaned gypsy nymph<br />This issue of the forest's bed<br />Skin flushed with sipped absinthe -<br />Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak<br />Tried once concealing Hell<br />A snow white line of divine freaks<br />In riot, where they fell...<br /><br />The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight<br />For seven days and seven festival nights<br />What wicked wonders lie within the comfines<br />Of the panther's den<br /><br />She watches from a maypole, on the tip of Her tongue<br />The restless spirit of Christmas to come<br />A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb<br />Than gingerbread men<br /><br />Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial<br />She was the light of the world going down<br />War-torn, forlorn and malarial<br />She was found<br />Born in a burial gown<br /><br />Unloosed, the chain of Her god-given cross<br />Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose<br />In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost<br /><br />Too many decades misfit and mislaid<br />In innocence, a tender legend of prey<br />Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid<br /><br />Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial<br />She was the light of the world going down<br />War-torn, forlorn and malarial<br />She was found<br />Born in a burial gown<br />She was born<br />Born in a burial gown<br /><br />Now She moves with a predator's guile<br />Beyond the firelit circle of life<br />She soothes your cold heart for a while<br />Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife<br />She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate case<br />Espied by Her cross on the wall<br />And should She awake, through embrace or mistake<br />She would take Jesus<br />Blessed foot forward and all...<br /><br />Sibilant and at last<br />The circus crawled away<br />With another lover in its arms<br />Dancing on Her grave...<br /><br />Born!<br />Born for me<br />Born in a burial gown<br />She was born<br />Born for me<br />Born in a burial gown!
Letra nueva de la canción
Sibilant and macabre<br />Walpurgis sauntered in<br />Skies litten with five-pointed stars<br />The work of crafts surpassing sin<br />As She graced Her window ledge<br />- An orphaned gypsy nymph<br />This issue of the forest's bed<br />Skin flushed with sipped absinthe -<br />Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak<br />Tried once concealing Hell<br />A snow white line of divine freaks<br />In riot, where they fell...<br /><br />The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight<br />For seven days and seven festival nights<br />What wicked wonders lie within the comfines<br />Of the panther's den<br /><br />She watches from a maypole, on the tip of Her tongue<br />The restless spirit of Christmas to come<br />A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb<br />Than gingerbread men<br /><br />Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial<br />She was the light of the world going down<br />War-torn, forlorn and malarial<br />She was found<br />Born in a burial gown<br /><br />Unloosed, the chain of Her god-given cross<br />Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose<br />In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost<br /><br />Too many decades misfit and mislaid<br />In innocence, a tender legend of prey<br />Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid<br /><br />Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial<br />She was the light of the world going down<br />War-torn, forlorn and malarial<br />She was found<br />Born in a burial gown<br />She was born<br />Born in a burial gown<br /><br />Now She moves with a predator's guile<br />Beyond the firelit circle of life<br />She soothes your cold heart for a while<br />Then matches its beat, synching in with a knife<br />She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate case<br />Espied by Her cross on the wall<br />And should She awake, through embrace or mistake<br />She would take Jesus<br />Blessed foot forward and all...<br /><br />Sibilant and at last<br />The circus crawled away<br />With another lover in its arms<br />Dancing on Her grave...<br /><br />Born!<br />Born for me<br />Born in a burial gown<br />She was born<br />Born for me<br />Born in a burial gown!
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