• When Black Maria Like Ours meet

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    June 23rd, 2010HelenUncategorized




    Love Is A burning Thing
    And It brand A Fiery Ring
    Bound By wild Desire
    I fell Into A ring Of Fire
    I fell Into A burning Ring Of Fire
    I Went Down, Down, Down
    And The fire Went Higher
    And It Burns, Burns, Burns
    The ring Of Fire
    The ring Of Fire
    The taste perception Of Love Is Sweet
    When Black Maria Like Ours Meet
    I fell For You Like A Child
    Oh, But The fire Went Wild

     


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