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Amuse me
Sweet son of love
Sweet son of death
Adore me
And keep in every word I've said
Time is a bitter foe
A bitter foe
Until the end
And grace is like you my friend
My handsome one
My handsome one

Dorian
Time is jealous
Time is pain

The gods will give
The gods will take
Youth will wane
As age will gain
We'll turn into ashes
Like ashes will turn to dust
Will turn into dust
Will fade will fade will fade

Dorian
Oh how sad it is
Time is jealous
Time is pain

Oh how cruel
For me to know
Each breath will take beauty away
If I stayed young and the picture turned old
For that I would give everything

When our eyes first met
I should have left the room
I was growing cold and pale
Fatality
The picture's a mirror
But to whom does it belong

Oh I damn the day
On that beautiful morning
Am I a modern sinner
Or an ancient god
Pray I pray
Is there anything as pure as hate
For the prayer of my pride it has been answered
I can't free myself
From the spell of words
The twisted limbs, the gaping mouth, the lifeless eyes
Forever we are one
You shall stay with me
I wonder if there's heaven
I wonder if there's heaven
There's nothing left of me

Dorian
Oh how horrible
All the damage you have done
Dorian (Dorian)
It's your beauty
Time will take
Amuse me   Sweet son of love   Sweet son of death   Adore me   And keep in every word I've said   Time is a bitter foe   A bitter foe   Until the end   And grace is like you my friend   My handsome one   My handsome one      Dorian   Time is jealous   Time is pain      The gods will give   The gods will take   Youth will wane   As age will gain   We'll turn into ashes   Like ashes will turn to dust   Will turn into dust   Will fade will fade will fade      Dorian   Oh how sad it is   Time is jealous   Time is pain      Oh how cruel   For me to know   Each breath will take beauty away   If I stayed young and the picture turned old   For that I would give everything      When our eyes first met   I should have left the room   I was growing cold and pale   Fatality   The picture's a mirror   But to whom does it belong      Oh I damn the day   On that beautiful morning   Am I a modern sinner   Or an ancient god   Pray I pray   Is there anything as pure as hate   For the prayer of my pride it has been answered   I can't free myself   From the spell of words   The twisted limbs, the gaping mouth, the lifeless eyes   Forever we are one   You shall stay with me   I wonder if there's heaven   I wonder if there's heaven   There's nothing left of me      Dorian   Oh how horrible   All the damage you have done   Dorian (Dorian)   It's your beauty   Time will take
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