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Pulsate into madness
Be like the horses set free
Like the gambling essence
Be like me into you,
I'll be like you into me.

The moon spells its madness
And we know we'll lose
But it's a gamble well taken
And we still have a pulse.

I love what I've been tasting inside
A red substance cold/hot as snow
Collide and get born screen wide
Trance antifreeze with a dark twisted glow.