hadassah emmerich / kordegarda
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'Fire in the ice, naked to the T-bone. Is a lover's disguise, banging on the head drum. Shaking like a mad bull, he's got the look. Swaying to the band, moving like a hammer. he's a miracle man, loving is the ocean. Kissing is the wet sand, he's got the look!'