State you claim and I'll give you fame
Ten seconds of the light sure will give you a fight
But when you look you will be hooked on the fruitless love of true
Can you be called the atom of who?
Lust in my eyes can never tell lies as I whisper to you a spell
Engulfed in enchantment given from hell
Extinguish me and blow me to dust
Even after all that you still will lust
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