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That year in the house of the Marquis de Sade
The mistral winds blew at record breaking speeds
Mother Nature screamed her lungs out
Turning the earth inside out
Till the demons came
Born forth from a dusty womb
Nature's spirits they came to me
Protesting beautiful arms I reached
They seemed hungry to teach me
And I ecstatically waited to awaken from the dream
Oh, was it these winds which first guided me
Guided me to your door?
And was it these winds which kept me coming back for more?
By, by a temple stone fire we'd stay up till dawn in your crimson room
Talking about Aquilean songs of chainsaw home to reunion
Oh, they say that sorrow is knowledge
And thus with all the most must mourn
Oh, but ain't it true
That the dream of knowledge is my Saturday night?
So won't you, won't you be my white queen
Of black Thursday's her name
I feel that all my life's in your life