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The Heart of the Scorpion
Every night when it’s cold and dark
And the moon pursues my brightest side,
I call for the extreme and dynamic ways
Where thus, I possess this one piece of gold!
Do you have passion for me?
The one with enough sense of taste?
This energy that I am given in to,
For I will stop at nothing!
Listen to my one and only desire
That I will dare not abandon.
I’m determined to win all destinies I set,
Till then, I walk this hall of victory.
This magic in the Underworld I fancy
Brings to me not fear but a smile.
So much darkness in this realm I walk,
For this is the light that I invest.
As I saunter along and being looked upon
I hear the reaction of “Holy damn…”
As I lock on my eyes of want
You’ll learn I come from the House of Sex.
This high mighty goal I am indomitable,
Though I fear the label of failure.
Long as my dignity and decency is deep
I wave out my gestures in wisdom.
And the moon pursues my brightest side,
I call for the extreme and dynamic ways
Where thus, I possess this one piece of gold!
Do you have passion for me?
The one with enough sense of taste?
This energy that I am given in to,
For I will stop at nothing!
Listen to my one and only desire
That I will dare not abandon.
I’m determined to win all destinies I set,
Till then, I walk this hall of victory.
This magic in the Underworld I fancy
Brings to me not fear but a smile.
So much darkness in this realm I walk,
For this is the light that I invest.
As I saunter along and being looked upon
I hear the reaction of “Holy damn…”
As I lock on my eyes of want
You’ll learn I come from the House of Sex.
This high mighty goal I am indomitable,
Though I fear the label of failure.
Long as my dignity and decency is deep
I wave out my gestures in wisdom.
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