Lyrics:
A benefactress, exalts the human group Like a dawn of gold and red Romanticipated with lust Unimaginable emotional tides In the valley of lords of lust Cunning
flares While pure and deranged My poor little sister I deflower; Or drive the red - My red - Soaking blade Into the boring beloved Old benefactress' heart
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