Mary dances in the shadows
Dressed in stockings made of white
She provides herself to angels
Seeking salvage to bear child
Mary dances in the sunshine
She's the mother of the damned
She's the mother of delusions
She's the concubine of man
Mary dances in the shadows
Mary dances all alone
Little Mary child of prayers
Only angels hear you moan
Mary dances in the sunshine
Dressed in stockings made of black
Finding cloister in the sacred
Finding salvage on her back
Mary dances in the rainfall
Playing gently with a rose
Dressed nothing but her stockings
Mary dances all exposed
Mary dances for the angels
She's a puppet turned to queen
She's the harlot of the holy
Only angels hear her sing
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Mary dances in the shadows
Dressed in stockings made of white
She provides herself to angels
Seeking salvage to bear child
Mary dances in the sunshine
She's the mother of the damned
She's the mother of delusions
She's the concubine of man
Mary dances in the shadows
Mary dances all alone
Little Mary child of prayers
Only angels hear you moan
Mary dances in the sunshine
Dressed in stockings made of black
Finding cloister in the sacred
Finding salvage on her back
Mary dances in the rainfall
Playing gently with a rose
Dressed nothing but her stockings
Mary dances all exposed
Mary dances for the angels
She's a puppet turned to queen
She's the harlot of the holy
Only angels hear her sing
Dressed in stockings made of white
She provides herself to angels
Seeking salvage to bear child
Mary dances in the sunshine
She's the mother of the damned
She's the mother of delusions
She's the concubine of man
Mary dances in the shadows
Mary dances all alone
Little Mary child of prayers
Only angels hear you moan
Mary dances in the sunshine
Dressed in stockings made of black
Finding cloister in the sacred
Finding salvage on her back
Mary dances in the rainfall
Playing gently with a rose
Dressed nothing but her stockings
Mary dances all exposed
Mary dances for the angels
She's a puppet turned to queen
She's the harlot of the holy
Only angels hear her sing