Blind midgets worship,hail to the naked dancer
In the burning fire their souls traded
Double-faced wizard casting the spell
A beloved offering on the sinned altar
Laughters,jokes scattered on her body
Gale crashing into the wicked temple
All running away to the north,to the south
The whole burnt down, ashes surrounded
Mourning over their fate without souls
She wakens from a long sleep breaking the spell
Fleed the filthy land, returns to her home.
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