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I rise my hands As brazen sword to bleed Monotonous croone Reaps sorrow from lamented Sweet oblivion stops And I close my eyes In tenebrous history Those swords they'll rust The more I bleed Through me you reign but for I'm myself The more I see For me your moon I shall praise I must seek Another sleep for my scream Round the circle Through, below and between |
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