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words and music
cross.eps
broken mirrors and crystal balls
four-leafed clovers lying on the ground
she casts her spell and evil eye
and melts our wings so that we can never fly

     and we fall into the ocean
     and we fall into the sea

bright snowy mountains and crystal trees
the haunting voice that dances in the breeze
a drop in the ocean, a ghost from the past
as we come to understand revenge is hers atlast

the ocean’s daughter rises from beneath the watery graves
luring phantom lovers into the ocean waves
she casts her spell and her evil eye
melts out wings so that we can’t fly
damned be those who dare to try
reaching out for the lauralei
songs