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Shake from your hair
My child, my sweet one
Choose the day, choose the of your day
The divinity
First you see

A radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race by its quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad
Smug in the woolly cotton brains of
The and voices are all around us

they croon the ancient ones
The time has come
Choose now, they
the moon
Beside an lake

Enter again the forest
Enter the hot
Come us
is broken up and dances

scattered,
On dawns highway
crowd the young childs,
Fragile eggshell

We have inside,
This and insane theater
To propagate our for our life,
And flee the swarming of the streets.

The barns stormed
The kept,
And one of all the rest
To dance and us
From the mockery of words,
Music temperament.

Ooh great of being
Grant us one hour,
To our art
And our lives.

We great golden copulations,
When true murders
Are allowed to free,
A thousand musicians arise the land
are the feast we are promised?

One thing

Thank you oh
For the white blind
Thank you oh
For the white blind

A rises from the sea
I had a headache
witch the feature is maid