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The thoughts that I meditate
Are blacker than anthracite
But what to do when you're kidding
So bewilderment of us
If I come, I urge you
It's just my anthracite humor
a turn in Mocking
Your disdain and my passion
But take care my little one
To my mood anthracite
I would tear off animal
The cry and the flowers of evil
Greenhouse flowers, cursed flowers
In the charcoal black night
I would take them in spite of you
Under the brambles of your fingers
Come on come on and make it quick
That your anthracite heat
Vienna warm my heart
And cool my fury
All against me you are agitated
In an anthracite rage
And what if you bite
I want your soul and your body
It is your gaze that I avoid
Because mine is anthracite
And I don't want you to see
All the love i have for you
I love you, oh my beautiful aphrodite
With an anthracite black soul
But no longer love you, you would love
More mine, ores
But no longer love you, you would love
More mine, ores
But no longer love you, you would love
More mine, ores
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