°²°²°²°²  ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ °²°²°²°²°°°²  ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÜÜÜÝÛÞÜÜÜÜ   Þ²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°Ûßß²²²²²²°°° Queen of all my sleepless nights Þ°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°²²²²²°°°°ÛÛÛ°For whose beauty I, Faun Þ°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°°°° ßßßßßÝHave played my pipes, with heart  ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°Ýßß°² ÝQueen in white silk, skin like milk °ÛÛÛ°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ  ÜÜÜÜ Horns of Faun, lips of dawn °°ÛÛ°ÛÛÛÛ°°°°ÛÝ  ÛÛÛÜÜÛß²ÜÜÜÜÛ  °°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²²²Û  °Ý ßßÝßÛßßßÛ²Û° You are now honoured you with my presence °°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛ  °Ý ÜÜ ÛÛ²°²ÛÛÛÛ°² As I'm honoured by your sight  Û°°²ÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÜÝ  ÛÛÞßÛÞ°²²²²ßßß I crown your perfection °Þ²²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÜÜ ÞÛ°°°°ÛÛ  The predator in your breast, I devour  ÜÛÜܰ ÛÛ ²²²ÛÛÛÛÝܰ² °²°² ßßÜTempted is now my light body  ß°²Û° ÛÛÛ°°°²²² ÜÛÛÛÝÜÜÞÜÜÜßÝ  ܰ°²ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°°ÛÛÛßÛݲ°ÞܲßÜFrom where it burns spirals of exotic scentsÞ °ÜÜÜÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ²²ÝÛ°ÛßÛ ° ² Rose, sandal, jasmine, all kinds of incense  ßÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°°°ÛÛÛÛ°°Ü   °Aged fragrances only dreamed of once  ßÛßßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°ÛÛÜÜ °Dragons do dream far beyond the sense  ßßÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ°²ßßßWe make love in the dusty throne ÜßÛÜÜÜÝÛÛ²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ۲ݰ  ° ÛÛÜÜÛÛÛÛ²°ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß°Daylight has broken into a strange nostalgia²Û²²²²²ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÞßßßÜ °Night tired candless seem like two lovers  ß°°°°°ÛÛ °²°²°²°²°²°²ß Þ ÝMelt in an embrace of conspiracy  °²°²°°²ß Ü  Between us there is this strange chemistry °°°°But would you die for me? Would you die for what I've longed to be? Would you die for this? :: Moonspell ::  bizzarro@hotmail.com SAUCE00Poetic Justice Bizzarro Echo 19980101qP$