| Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
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| See his eye as he stops one of three
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| Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
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| Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea.
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| And the music plays on, as the bride passes by Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale.
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| Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
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| To a place where nobody’s been
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| Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
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| Hailed in God’s name, hoping good luck it brings.
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| And the ship sails on, back to the North
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| Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on.
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| The mariner kills the bird of good omen
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| His shipmates cry against what he’s done
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| BUt when the fog clears, they justify him
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| And make themselves a part of the crime.
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| Sailing on and on and north across the sea
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| Sailing on and on and north 'til all is calm.
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| The albatross begins with its vengeance
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| A terrible curse a thirst has begun
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| His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
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| About his neck, the dead bird is hung.
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| And the curse goes on and on at sea
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| And the curse goes on and on for them and me.
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| 'Day after day, day after day,
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| we stuck nor breath nor motion
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| as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
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| Water, water everywhere and
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| all the boards did shrink
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| Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.'
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| There calls the mariner
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| There comes a ship over the line
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| BUt how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide.
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| See… onward she comes
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| Onward she nears out of the sun
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| See, she has no crew
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| She has no life, wait but here’s two.
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| Death and she Life in Death,
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| They throw their dice for the crew
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| She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now.
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| Then… crew one by one
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| they drop down dead, two hundred men
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| She… she, Life in Death.
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| She lets him live, her chosen one.
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| 'One after one by the star dogged moon,
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| too quick for groan or sigh
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| each turned his facce with a ghastly pang
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| and cursed me with his eye
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| four times fifty living men
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| (and I heard nor sigh nor groan)
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| with heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
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| they dropped down one by one.'
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| The curse it lives on in their eyes
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| The mariner wished he’d die
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| Along with the sea creatures
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| But they lived on, so did he.
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| and by the light of the moon
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| He prays for their beauty not doom
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| With heart he blesses them
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| God’s creatures all of them too.
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| Then the spell starts to break
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| The albatross falls from his neck
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| Sinks down like lead into the sea
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| Then down in falls comes the rain.
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| Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
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| See them stir and they start to rise
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| Bodies lifted by good spirits
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| None of them speak and they’re lifelesss in their eyes
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| And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
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| Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.
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| Now the curse is finally lifted
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| And the mariner sights his home
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| spirits go fromhe long dead bodies
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| Form their own light and the mariner’s left alone.
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| And then a boat came sailing towards him
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| It was a joy he could not believe
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| The pilot’s boat, his son and the hermit,
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| Penance of life will fall onto him.
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| And the ship sinks like lead into the sea
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| And the hermit shrieves the mariner of his sins.
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| The mariner’s bound to tell of his story
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| To tell this tale wherever he goes
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| To teach God’s word by his own example
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| That we must love all things thaat God made.
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| And the wedding guest’s a sad and wiser man
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| And the tale goes on and on and on. |