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Feel your pulsationAs her thoughts penetrate your willIsn`t it?The throb is truly fractionalHer control is your dependenceFor what is the intentionWith no will, my willNevertheless must you denyThe spirit withinCan you hear the enchantressAs her voice lubricates your mindDoesn`t it?How will you escape it?You sink into a comaTo discover; her tones comes from my mouthIsn`t it?How will you erase itFeel your pulsationBlack lake is callingAppear slowly as we hideFor what is the intentionWith no will, my willNevertheless must you denyThe spirit withinCan you hear the enchantressAs her voice lubricates your mind - your mindHow will you escape it, erase it?

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