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Rapture.
 
1. The agony of you, so sweet, so pure.
 
2. Bathed in twilight’s fire, clothed in blood and night, your reign of vengeance stirs me, kindles dying flames.
 
3. I am drunk on your beauty! As a sweet wine unto my soul is your love, so vicious, forbidden.
 
4. And yet I dwell in you and shall abide in your wrathful love forever.

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