Swan of pale（Pale of the swan, painted, dying, wilting in red ribbons, lashing black sails, a tattered mane）
 Of porcelain white (Her mouth, a death's head smile, tongueless choirs and baited breath, ever watching... The angels beheaded)
 Her halo, a bloody sun (Bleeding this heart, come clarity, resonance...)
 Framing a Botticelli face of petrichor weaves black noise (Of petrichor weaves black noise)
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 Where her frame disfigures, light draped, ephemeral (Glacial starfell memories)
 Her stain glass horizon, the houseglass shattered(Caligari haunting, within this cabinet of change, Upon flutter eye wings)
 In efflorescence, the shadows' sarabande
 And silence was her name, the silence so loud
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 Time... Cleanse these severed hands of time
 Rain, rain again
 Wash away this pain
 On moonkissed flesh
 New kingdom come of earthen vast
 Libera me...
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 Rain, rain, earthen...
 Shine, shine
 New kingdom
 Shine
 Shine on...
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 Dreamer, I
 Dream on dream
 Dream, follow me afar
 Weep, come, kingdom come
 (Oh) hope
 Libera