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Faithfull Marianne Before The Poison

Charming, someone to fear Handsome, very much here Evil, dancing through fire Whore of Babylon, world famous clear ...Something to charm Danger, someone

Desperanto spoken here, Today I hear it everywhere, It is the language of Despair It's in your nails and It's in your hair It's in your mouth instead

My friends have many features Many reasons, I can believe them My friends have many things that I am needing, to keep me singing Yeah, you're a friend

lifted up It feels and flows On many hands On many hands Oh, my lover Oh, my lover Never was there another Where has my loverman Gone There is a dream You've had before

It's hard to believe In the factory How they made you And they made me Made of ideas Made to think and feel Do you feel too much? Do you feel too real

Desperanto spoken here, today I hear it everywhere It is the language of despair, it's in your nails and it's in your hair It's in your mouth instead

You are my child and how you've grown But there are things that you must learn That every man must stand alone And family you must disown Go home, find

up It feels and flows On many hands On many hands Oh, my lover Oh, my lover Never was there another Where has my loverman gone There is a dream You've had before

Hated by all and everywhere he goes Blazing contempt for human life and lies Murder as art and what he knows he knows From life and fear in other people