Whirlwind take me there Where I will be his lady fair Sheets of night hiding us Gusts of wind riding us I`m blown away into his hands I`m weak and high, can barely stand In the web of dizzy leaves Virgins all, elude the trees Touch me now, touch me The black acres are claiming me They`re claiming me He holds me up like a babe Pressing close I can`t behave I need to have this little death I`m up against his downy chest In the web of dizzy leaves Virgins all, elude the trees The chill is flush with burning flesh It`s so refined this little death Touch me now, touch me The black acres are claiming me They`re claiming me Touch me now, touch me The black acres are claiming me They`re claiming me Black acres I`m running away from home And the wind, the wind is blowin` And the weathervane Its heathen song Lulls the world With silver tongue
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