| Of mans first disobedience, and the fruit
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| Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste
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| Brought death into the world, and all our woe
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| With loss of Eden, till one greater man
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| Restore us, and regain the blissful seat
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| Sing heavenly muse, that on the secret top
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| Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
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| That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed
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| Standing with my back to the wall and drifting at the edge of time
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| Ruled by the kick to survive, and blowing you out of my mind
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| The hour glass won’t turn, while the sand has run out
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| Th keeper of my time, will guide m through your fraud
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| So lead me back home to the fire
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| Yeah burning deep inside my soul
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| Can you feel my desire in that chilly hole?
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| Feel my time will come
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| Lost in the shadows of the darkness in your heart
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| The shade of a flame sends a fresh beam
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| To keep me alive and to take you apart, now
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| I hear echoes from our lost paradise
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| How long is it since you left me? |
| I can’t remember my sweet vole
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| The time is ripe; |
| I left this place, leaving my comfort zone
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| Now my time will come |