The Alabaster Halls
Like a flickering candle in a fading dusk
Light glints off the cool marble walls
And I hang off the arm of a victim of charm
As we stroll through the alabaster halls
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Like a flickering candle in a fading dusk
Light glints off the cool marble walls
And I hang off the arm of a victim of charm
As we stroll through the alabaster halls