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Freedom of mind,
Freedom is mine,
In the fields of deepest slumber
where grotesque beasts lurk and lumber
I hear the cry of a loveless child.
Through the fields of growing moss,
I found the child that had been lost,
no mother, no father, only me.
I raise you to the midnight sun
and teach you to run with the wolf
you are the only one.
Lift you to the sky, in this morbid page
hold you dear to my heart as a gypsy rose.
Blood through blood, strength to strength
I am the beast that lies beneath
the world, waiting, watching.
So come to me, all who are weary
and all those eyes are cold and teary.
and in my heart I will make you whole
I free you with infernal love.
and teach you to live a new,
you are the one who resides above,
as I lift you to my side, you are the life I chose
and in you, I will grow and prosper as a gypsy rose.
Fuel the heart, fee the fire
Taste the meat, lost desire,
in my heart, you and me
will find peace eternally,
so drink the blood from my vein
and hear my whispering refrain,
then you and I will raise in peace.
and in this world live with no lease
on life, we rent to own,
for all we are is wandering bane
so deep in me you'll find relief,
and maybe some lost belief.
So run with me into the night,
and be with me forever more,
drink of me and I'll requite
this love that in your deepest heart you chose,
to be forever, my gypsy rose.
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