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The persecution of the woman
The burning has gone on, for too fucking long
The virgin is shattered
Her blood on the door
She can't claim the lover
Without claiming the whore
Oh, sacred grail
Oh, love diverged
How many centuries have to pass
Before we ever learn?
So, rip the vail
Oh, my sweet child
If you want to hold the holy
You know you've got to kiss the wild
It's the wild
The wild keeps her holy
Keeps her holy
Yeah, the wild
The wild
Yeah, we've been told that our sex is ungodly
And we've been told that our rage is too much
But, when rage burns through our hearts
It unveils the word
And it restokes the fire that changes the world
Oh, Mother Mary
Cursed, hanging tree
How many of us have to die
Before we ever see?
So, rip the veil
Oh, my sweet child
If you want to hold the holy
You know you've got to kiss the wild
It's the wild
The wild keeps her holy
Keeps her holy
Yeah, the wild
The wild
Don't shut her out
Open the door and let her in
Don't shut her out
Unlock the chain and wash her sin
Don't shut her out
Open the door and let her in
Don't shut her out
Unlock the chain and wash her sin
Oh, don't shut her out (don't shut her out)
Oh, open the door and let her in (oh, open the door and let her in)
Oh, don't shut her out (don't shut her out, don't shut her out)
Oh, open the door and let her in (oh, open the door and let her in)
'Cause it's the wild
The wild keeps her holy
Keeps her holy
Yeah, the wild
The wild keeps her holy
Keeps her holy
Yeah, the wild
Wild
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