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Under the night gown

And over the skin

Turn all the lights out

And let us begin

Gather this fallen

Bird to your breast

She'll sing you a song

If you take her to bed

Oooh, the Devil's Trade

Freedom for a taste

The apple had the price of a snake

And I will pay

As soft as a door mouse

Untangle our limbs

A kiss on the knee

And now you're, gone with the wind

Everything's different

And I don't belong

I'm cold as a kitchen

In the breaking of dawn

And though it hurts

To breath

I die before I'd leave

Oooh, the Devil's Trade

Freedom for a taste

The apple had the price of a snake

And I will pay