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Closing the circle and all which to it belongs |
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Hurting, wounding, trucidating |
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Fountain of dark, damned feelings |
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Begotten in noctambulant trances |
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And suffered by day in weak humiliated souls |
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By beings worthy of selfishness and coldness |
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A coldness to act and to show the covenant |
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Closing the circle arises |
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The most somber seduction and an inner satisfaction |
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Inculcated eternally, for ever, in a continual ecstasy, |
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Fecundated amid the mists, |
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Sole dawn allowed in the immensity of these shadows |
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Bringing a virginal blood-red, desirable, |
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Which the circle takes |
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Offering it to its innermost feelings |
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Rejuvenating the darkest pleasure of belonging |
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Only this is comprehensible intimately |
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Closing the circle, thus |
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Mortals in their purest cycle |
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Disturbing the slumber of ancient powerTo complete the circle. |
