| If wisdom fails me not
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| Aseer misled by omens
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| And wanting caution wise
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| She comes, true prophet with tread
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| Vengeance with hands that bear
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| The might of unity
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| She comes, my child
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| She comes, she comes too soon
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| She shall also come for us she comes
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| The sons of the night, we are, we are
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| She shall also come for us she comes
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| The sons of the night, we are
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| We are the night’s desire
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| We bring the widow’s deep
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| We are the deep desire
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| We are the sleep
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| We are the night’s desire
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| We bring the widow’s deep
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| We are the deep desire
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| We are the sleep
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| And through my scabs so new
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| Fearing but not of these dreams
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| That comes with the red of dawn
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| Will not forget for still
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| Wrought out in bronze of old
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| Which laid him low in death
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| Unless it gains its goal
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| This vision, vision of the night
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| She shall also come for us she comes
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| The sons of the night, we are, we are
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| She shall also come for us she comes
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| The sons of the night, we are
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| We are the night’s desire
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| We bring the widow’s deep
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| We are the deep desire
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| We are the sleep
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| We are the night’s desire
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| We bring the widow’s deep
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| We are the deep desire
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| We are the sleep
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| She shall also come for us she comes
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| The sons of the night, we are, we are
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| She shall also come for us she comes
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| The sons of the night, we are
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| We are the night’s desire
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| We bring the widow’s deep
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| We are the deep desire
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| We are the sleep
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| We are the night’s desire
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| We bring the widow’s deep
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| We are the deep desire
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| We are the sleep |