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Music: Eiermann, Schwarz
Lyrics: Eiermann
Kiss you for the first time
Smooth caressing without fear
Drink from the wine of lust
Salty like a hopeless tear
Skykiss - take this
Skykiss - take my soul
I'm runnin' in your arms
And in your heart
Take this piece of hell
This soul is to sellOver all I'm traveling in my mind
It cuts you like a knife
In these days I know I'll find
Oh let me fly so high
State of affairs seems so strange
The darkened dawning nears
Now my life starts rearranged
And eyes no longer see
Blood red tender touch
Blow the godly horn tonight
Delicious taste of female things
Like a feast for weekend kings
Skykiss - take this
Skykiss - take my soul
I'm runninÕ in your arms
And in your heard
Take this piece of hell
This soul is to sell
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