Mary I'm so sorry that your hands were taken off this crystal ball
Close to heaven, far from seven angels, they believe your overlord
Steaming pictures of their bodies hunts to feed your vision
cold and unbearable

Dark, dark, darkness, mary's heading for the golden bell
Her coins were not good enough to throw in their wishing well
In their wishing well, they went to hell

Closed her eyes and jumped into the sea of Mr Loneliness and his companions...
But they couldn't keep her there her light disturbed the black and grey in their living room
Minutes passed and gabriel he laughed you sould is smelling oh so wonderful
Mary you're so beautiful so predictable, his hands through her hair again.. and then he left

Dark, dark, darkness, mary's heading for the golden bell
Her coins were not good enough to throw in their wishing well
In their wishing well, in their wishing well, in their wishing well

please come and see me, i'm too predictable
please come and see me, mary you're so predictable


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