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Hey little darling, name your demons.
Full moon blade will cut you deeper
Here, in the city of sixty eight rivers,
Where your soul gets higher
While the tired heart shivers
Hey little sister, when you close your eyes
You're always afraid of two parallel lines
Them stand like walls of the Babylon fires.
You may run from it, but it will burn you the same
As it burns the others, who've learned how to obey.
So you've got to be twice as wise.
And you'd better never play with this
There will be no other night to feel the whip
Of your deepest I.
Better cope with it.
So don't lose your body to hunting souls,
Don't be a victim of crying fool,
Believe no young wisemen
Wear no blindfolds.
Hey little sister, when you close your eyes
You're always afraid of two parallel lines
Them stand like walls of the Babylon fires.
You may run from it, but it burns you the same
As it burns the others, who've learned how to obey.
So you've got to be twice as wise.
And you'd better never play with this
There will be no other night to feel the whip
Of your deepest I.
Better cope with it.
So don't lose your body to hunting souls,
Don't be a victim of crying fool,
Believe no young wisemen
Wear no blindfolds.
(Instrumental break)
And you'd better never play with this
There will be no other night to feel the whip
Of your deepest I.
Better cope with it.
So don't lose your body to hunting souls,
Don't be a victim of crying fool,
Believe no young wisemen
Wear no blindfolds.