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In darkness let me dwell |
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The ground, the ground shall sorrow be |
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The roof of despair which bares all cheerful light from me |
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To bar all cheerful light |
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The walls marble black which moistened still shall weep from me |
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They still shall weep forever in darkness |
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To bar all cheerful light |
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The roof of despair which bares all the cheerful light from me |
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To bar all cheerful light |
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My queen I only wish my song to please thee |
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I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery |
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I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery |
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My music Jarring, jarring |
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Jarring, jarring sounds to banish sleep |
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Thus bedded to my woes and bedded, bedded to my tomb |
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Oh let me living die, oh let me living |
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Oh let me living die |
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Till death do come, till death do come |
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Till death, till death do come |
