| «Henry and Lavinia contrive to meet in secret
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| To discuss their sinister plan.
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| The guilty eyes of the two conspirators can scarcely meet,
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| As they sense that something terrible is about to be revealed
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| From within the inky depths of Lavinia’s crystal ball…»
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| The time has come, no turning back
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| Vengeance is at hand
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| You must be brave, with heart of stone
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| Come close, hear my plan
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| Plant the seed, twist the truth
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| He came to you that night
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| And told you that he yearns for her
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| In the afterlife
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| He waits tonight…
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| I understand, it must be done
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| I’m sure that we are right
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| Her guilty words still resonate
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| Like echoes in my mind
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| I’m well aware a fortune awaits
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| Passed on by right of birth
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| But dreams of wealth… her legacy
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| Is not where my motive lies
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| Not the reason why
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| Although… it does help… |