| Bounds of the kingdom divine
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| From the horizons of God
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| The angel beholds our world in flames
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| And the crowds who rejoice
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| In both pleasure and pain
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| Her heart is filled with tears
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| Heavy as wings of the raven dark
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| For her father the lord forbade her
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| To taste the apple
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| That fell to the ground
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| For all the pleasures of heaven are shallow
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| Though eternal
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| I would trade this for a day
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| Among the mortals
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| For just a day
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| I would sacrifice all that was given to me
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| My whitest wings, my faith
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| And my virginity, so take my soul
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| Blacken my wings and let the gates
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| Of light be forever closed
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| Mortals — Open your arms
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| And greet me with what never was
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| Given to me
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| Initiate me into all that was
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| Hidden from me
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| My hunger is insatiable, my wish for fire
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| Is deeper than the skies
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| And like the fallen angels we will ruin
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| All that is trying to hold us back
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| Virgin maidens are to be engaged
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| In the obligations to those of the damned
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| And the angel prayed
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| To ascend in our world
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| As she was given to the flames
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| For we are not the children of God
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| And we aim not at the kingdom high
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| All that is divine is to be dead
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| And all that ever was in decline
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| For shallow are the pleasures of God
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| And I aim not at the kingdom high
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| «So give me pain
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| Teach me to know myself again
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| For self-denial is the norm
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| On which all my thoughts
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| And identity was formed
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| So show me pain
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| Fulfill all my dreams
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| That have been veiled in vain
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| For my blood and my veins are of sin
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| And my soul has been sold so show me pain» |