(A seductive voice whispers)
Within my dark dreams she always appears and
She sends me deep spiritual treasures
To read and absorb
By Scrying Mirrors
In the silvery moonlights many reflective walls
Which are in plain view
But just hidden from all the untaught
My crimson priestess
From the Red Church
With a multitude of dark confessional rooms
Hidden from mortal eyes
Above and below
Only known to them
Who are truly in the know
Come listen and hear my calls and join me upon my quest
She always whispers
When I dream
There's a red room in here
With silk sheets adorned with diamonds and gold
Where you can be my guest forever
Until you are old
I'll send you ancient spells to drive your success
Compassion and kindness
To leave for others
To follow in your footsteps
I await in the deep ravines
Currently unexplored by you
Look deep within yourself tonight
With the thinning of the veil
Between your world and mine
And after the final stroke of midnight
I'll appear before your eyes and claim your mind
I'll take you back
Through the dark corridors of the hidden cities and towns
To the Red Church of such Spiritual Salvation
And there I will trace my soft fingertips
Along your new road maps
To a new recovery and tempestuous realms
Of such redemption
That you will plead to stay and never return
But it's here in this Red Room
Tonight
Your ticket you'll earn
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