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[Music by Adam Cook; Lyrics by C.S. Lewis] |
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[Original Poem by C.S. Lewis] |
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Dei Nostri Templum Corpum Est |
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I am Nature, the Mighty Mother, |
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I am the law: ye have none other. |
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I am the flower and the dewdrop fresh, |
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I am the lust in your itching flesh. |
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I am the battle's filth and strain, |
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I am the widow's empty pain. |
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I am the sea to smother your breath, |
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I am the bomb, the falling death. |
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I am the fact and the crushing reason |
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To thwart your fantasy's new-born treason. |
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I am the spider making her net, |
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I am the beast with jaws blood-wet. |
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I am a wolf that follows the sun, |
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And I will catch him ere day be done. |
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[couplet by R. Michael Cook:] |
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I am Satan, accuser accursed. |
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Heed not my words, I was not first. |
