David Peach

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Lead to the river, midsummer, I waved
A ‘V’ of black swans on with hope to the grave.
All through Red September with skies fire-paved
I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones

— Nymphetamine. Lyrics by Dani Filth

Thieves in the Temple by Prince

Love come quick
Love come in a hurry
There are thieves in the temple tonight

They don’t care where they kick
Just as long as they hurt you
There are thieves in the temple tonight

First lyrics from Thieves in the Template by Prince