DM
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Love needs its martyrs
Needs its sacrifices
They live for your beauty
And pay for their vices
Love will be the death of
My lonely soul brothers
But their spirits shall live on in
The hearts of all lovers
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- the love thieves -

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I surrender heart and soul
Sacrificed to a higher goal

Moved, moved by a higher love
By a higher love
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- higher love -

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It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself