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I'll die without a whisper against you, my Lord. |
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Roses her eyes on the weary veil of Dawn. |
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We were lost in a sea of darkness. |
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A darksome opalescent sky left us stranded |
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Within the remnants of our dreams. |
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Oblivion ensnared the azure in our visions. |
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The Moon became as blood, |
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And I wash its reflection in my own blood |
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Which dyes purple stars to ivory rain. |
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But we were lost in a sea of darkness. |
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And we met her, Luvadea, |
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The first born of Death. |
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Plorans ploravit in nocte. |
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Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, |
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Requiem aeternam dona ei, Domine. |
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We drank the water of life from a sapphirian stream. |
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An amethyst tear, |
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Your thornless tear. |
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The offspring of David is the bright and morning star. |
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Christ Lucifer |