When the moon is high across the garden
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That's when I'll come to you
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When the nightshade blooms in your eyes
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Let my sin pour in you
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When the forest sings like an angel's choir
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I'm coming nearer
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I want to feel your flesh enrapture me
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And live the politics of ecstasy
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In the garden there is no fear
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In the garden of gray we can disappear
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In the garden where I can feel
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In the garden, to touch you is so surreal
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If the moon should pour out of the sky
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And fill your livid pools
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If you lay your hands on me gently
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You won't be misconstrued
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When you feel the shiver of lust grow deeper
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I'm coming for you
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I want to feel my senses sing to me
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You are the music in my ecstasy
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I want to love you in the garden of gray
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Where we can stop the time and drink the ecstasy
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And when it's done, just traces of the glow
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The sparkle in your eyes is ecstasy
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Garden Of Gray
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Nevermore |