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Master shaman, i have come with my dolly from the shadow side
With a demon and an englishman. i'm my mother, i'm my son
Nobody else is slipping the blade in easy
Nobody else is slipping the blade in the marmalade

But all the angels and all the wizards, black and white
Are lighting candles in our hands
Can you feel them, yes, touching hands before our eyes
And i can even see sweet marianne

Sister janet, you have come from the woman clothed with the sun
Your veil is quietly becoming none. call the wanderer, he has gone
All those up there are making it look so easy
With your perfect wings
A wing can cover all sorts of things

Hey, yes this again, well i think i could try this once again

But all the angels and all the wizards, black and white
Are lighting candles in our hands
Can you feel them, yes, touching hands before our eyes
And i can even see sweet marianne

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