| Oh, how I faint when I call upon your
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| Aid. |
| Feeling the loss of burden and
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| Hearing cries from flowers raped
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| When you alone set kingdom on fire
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| I admire the beauty of love lost and hellish desire
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| As your slave
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| How can I ride upon hillsides
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| When the beasts that beares me is at war with the sight of me?
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| Shall I tend to your desire?
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| — Let him feed on the sluts that spat on me…
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| …Let me
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| My eyes and my heart is at war with them
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| Let me, and I shall carry you and throw you
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| Into waters that kept me and mine alive
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| Share the joy with me, fiery one
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| My art given you life
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| My tones makes you weep and moan
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| — «Listen, the corpse blesses forlorn.»
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| …Let me |