Duingt (pronunciation[duɛ̃]) is a commune in the Haute-Savoie department in the Rhône-Alpes region in south-eastern France.
The history of the place starts in the Bronze Age (from 1400 to 700 BC) where the first habitats for human settlements were evolved. It was in this epoch where the hallmark of Duingt, the island called the island of Roselet, has been evolved from the lake. The first prehistoric objects such as pieces made of ceramic, bracelets and rings which are exhibited at the museum of Annecy have been found in 1856. Further pieces which relate to prehistoric settlement have been exposed in 1860.
The church of Duingt was built in the 19th century in Neo-Gothic style. Duingt has two castles, but they can not be visited. The Château de Duingt (other names: Château de Châteauvieux or C. de Ruphy) is located on a small island connected by a causeway to the mainland. The original castle was built in the 11th century and got its present shape between the 17th and 19th centuries. In Dhéré you can find the Château d'Héré built in the 15th century. In the center of Duingt there are still a number of houses in the typical Savoyard style of the 17th and 18th centuries.
Passion Hides
In Painted Smiles
Tropical Liaisons
Wet and Wild
Mingle and Chime
And Ladder Climb
For Glamour and For Glow
The Jet Set Meets the Maritime
Where Love is Bought and Sold
Storms are Searching Deep Within
Her Lying Eyes Will Always Win
Dusk Till Dawn She Troughs
As Your Will Is Dying
Poolside Games
For Little Dames
Was a Twister Now You’re a Limbo
The Beetle Bending, Hot Signal Sending
Just How Low Can You Go
Cabin Fever Overwhelms
Torrid Dreams at Slumbers Hell
Restless You Wake
The Night Owl You Take
When Someone Calls and You Come
(solo!!!!!!!!!)
Storms are Searching Deep Within
Her Lying Eyes Will Always Win
Dusk Till Dawn She Troughs
As Your Will Lay Dying
Hearts Get Played
Customs Paid
Soon They Came To Soothe the Burn of Love In Vain
Wash Ashore
A Jetsam Whore
Desire the Undertow
When High Time Goes
The PRINCESS CRUISER knows
Storms are Searching Deep Within
Her Lying Eyes Will Always Win
Dusk Till Dawn She Troughs
And Your Will Lay Dying
It’s Dying….
It’s Dying….
It’s Dying….
Dying…….
It’s Dying…