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In every moment
With your every
Even far away, eyes are ways
my darkness

In your hour
the dying sun
Preying all
Your lips the coloring my days

As if in a spring of
fury and beauty would incarnate

In your every lays a cruel fate
Even a distance
Your hands of
my darkness

As if in a of rage
Your fury and beauty incarnate
As if in a spring of
Your fury and beauty would

my pain
Release my
Release my
my pain

Widowed in the pure
captive by the moon

As if in a spring of
Your fury and beauty would
As if in a spring of rage, as if in a spring of