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Servants to the Horde

de Political Crap

Looking at the telephone
Waiting for a message or call
I'm shy, but when I’m with you
I feel I’m in heaven, and all befall

Can you see your fate?
In my eyes the flames
And the devil in my touch

All burn when you smile
Like sinners in fire
Dancing for you

Your eyes put a deep spell on my soul
That splits my mind into reason and love
The pain, the hate, don’t kill my time
And I’m crucified by love

We just talk, using the eyes
And our spirit in the same light
I don’t mind about my time
You are the colors of my life

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