Bible black

Bible black : "The sky was Bible black in Lyon when I met the Magdalene. She was paralysed in a streetlight. She refused to give her name. And a ring of violet bruises they were pinned upon her arm. Two hundred francs for sanctuary and she led me by the hand to a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears And from glowing tongues of candles I heard her whisper in my ear 'J'entend ton coeur' "

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