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<br><center>COMMUNION</center> | <br><center>COMMUNION</center> | ||
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<center> Out of the twilight you must go | <center> Out of the twilight you must go | ||
| − | Over the | + | <br>Over the Nightside now alone |
| − | Traced your steps for a thousand miles | + | <br>Traced your steps for a thousand miles |
| − | Please don't leave me behind. | + | <br>Please don't leave me behind. |
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| + | <br>Yours the hands that heal, yours the eyes that feel | ||
| + | <br>Scarlet lips to tell, dark Medea's veil | ||
| + | <br>In thirst for life you cry; here I stand beside | ||
| + | <br>Mine the choice to give, mine the chance to live | ||
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| − | + | <br>Three days passed, in death you lay | |
| − | + | <br>Roused the beast within, necrophage | |
| − | + | <br>Comfort to the queen of light | |
| − | + | <br>Face to face we stand | |
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| − | Yours the hands that heal, yours the eyes that feel | + | <br>Yours the hands that heal, yours the eyes that feel |
| − | Scarlet lips to tell, dark Medea's veil | + | <br>Scarlet lips to tell, dark Medea's veil |
| − | In thirst for life you cry; here I stand beside | + | <br>In thirst for life you cry; here I stand beside |
| − | Mine in love to know, mine the blood to flow. | + | <br>Mine in love to know, mine the blood to flow. |
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Over the Nightside now alone
Traced your steps for a thousand miles
Please don't leave me behind.
Yours the hands that heal, yours the eyes that feel
Scarlet lips to tell, dark Medea's veil
In thirst for life you cry; here I stand beside
Mine the choice to give, mine the chance to live
Three days passed, in death you lay
Roused the beast within, necrophage
Comfort to the queen of light
Face to face we stand
Yours the hands that heal, yours the eyes that feel
Scarlet lips to tell, dark Medea's veil
In thirst for life you cry; here I stand beside
Mine in love to know, mine the blood to flow.
