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letra de devil of mine - moulettes

it was the darkest of nights, witching hour was upon us
the wind was biting, my knees were bl–dy
and i had ripped my dress
the tallest oak tree was torn asunder on the blasted heath
and as i emerged into the clearing
i heard a familiar sound underneath:

an extended hand should always been shaken
an invitation must never be declined
an appointment should always be kept
four steps further into the furnace
bathed in a h-ll of a sweat
rinsed of all i could remember
the gates of h-ll smelled of gin and regret

i heard a slight exhalation on the 2nd beat
the sound of a thousand souls slipping under
bass like thunder forty feet deep had my
toe bones tapping my hip bones a-rattling
where the devil is that devil of mine?
quick step roulette rotating in time
he could have any heart he wanted but he chose mine
he moved towards us, his cravat was exquisite
in the dark silkness is a hint of a diamond
glittered against his milk white neck
the way he wore his weary stare had
all the young girls all of a flutter
when his dark eyes met mine
i felt my poor weak heart melt like b-tter

a certain scent on the air had me pr-cking up my ears
a waft of indecision then a thought of clear precision
oh dear sweet jesus what the h-ll is that stench?
as the sun rose it’s rays exposed something that i would rather forget
i got in a pelter
i ran helter skelter and i made it to the top of those infernal steps

- moulettes

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