Electrobel

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Don't like the intro.

Each time she wants her dark paradize
There is someone crying
Under her window in the wind
shaking his handkerchief in motion

Each time she wants her lost paradize
She collapses a little more
But she feels all mighty
Believing that living in excess gives wisdom

And everytime she wants her dark paradize
She ignores the call of the black widow,
Hiding in her own ashes
Tasting pain in dead end dreams

Even if she knows that the wind blows
And that her pleasure is ephemeral
She gets a little more closer to the unknown
There is no limit before she falls.

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