Whistle In The Fog
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Whistle in the fog (x4)
And wait for the knock (x4)
The duchess of the dark is waiting
Her bodies on the streets are failing
I visualize your war, your waking
But you must come to terms with your making
Their hands are so soft and so pink
Their world does not teach them to think
So trust them not as friends, I tell you
Let loneliness envelop you
Whistle in the fog (x4)
And wait for the knock (x4)
Their hands are so cold and so clean
They must want this by any means
Another thousand years, forget it
Regenerosity, I said it
Whistle in the fog (x8)
And wait for the knock (x4)