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She writhed back from him, and approached even more beautiful

Battling for her life, and no longer for his blood

The odour of man filled her, one step nearer and she sprang

With an obscene word, pressed her lips to his, yeah


He caught her at arms length, and filled her with her own evil

A blue light round her head, flaxen hair turned white

Her fair skin wrinkled yeah, her eyes dulled with pewter and wine

A mystic hag with a curse she fled the room, yeah


Hermetic order of the golden dawn