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Stirring is the scent of seduction. Up here in this room. The candle flame Licks her lips That somehow seem to swell and she takes a deep breath again. Iradescent White Light. A bone chill wind moves up the point of penetration up here in this room The candle flame Licks her lips That somehow seem to swell and she takes a deep breath again. Iradescent White Light The doors won't stop closing I'm being sucked in. I can't see anything, I'm seeing things again. From Letras Mania