| Am I worth it? |
| Pull the seam
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| I look myself in the eye and scream
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| The charges lead us forth into the night
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| We meet our demons, our allies in the fight
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| Slap my face. |
| Clench my fist
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| Bury my sorrow in false bliss
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| Even this war is not unlike a dream
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| There’s no protection — the enemy’s me
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| For sensual friction is largely fiction
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| And so is love, and so is love
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| I’ve known rivers as ancient as my shame
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| Older still than the blood in human veins
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| For love alone do you conspire
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| The Fiery Angel of Desire
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| But if love is meant to take me higher
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| Where is the sin in my pure desire?
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| Oh my blood purified, purified through pain
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| Strike again, I run, can’t clean my stain
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| Transfixed eyes belie the treasured prize
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| The Fiery Angel of Desire
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| Sensual friction is largely fiction
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| And so is love, and so is love
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| I’ve known oceans deep as my despair
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| Filled with terrors, creatures of nightmare
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| For love alone do you conspire
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| The Fiery Angel of Desire
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| I feel my soul encased in ice
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| Each time my heart breaks it lets out more light
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| I am here with you, I’m part of you
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| Love, change not, but live to the edge of doom
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| Transfixed eyes belie the treasured prize
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| The Fiery Angel of Desire |