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Where stone lions prowl |
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Sunlight glints on razors |
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Trees of water sprout |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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Drape the dome with velvet |
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Throw chandeliers at the sky |
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And blood crowns their brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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Through mist and fire |
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Books of fables and hours |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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Juggle with orbs and sceptres |
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Laced with ivory and of jade |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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White with fear and axe head |
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Daggers draw a bloody text |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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Gods that shimmer and whisper |
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Sigh over lake and sea |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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Build a crow gallows |
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A black noose, to hang the sun |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
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Where stone lions prowl |
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Build a crow gallows |
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A black noose, to hang the sun |
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And blood crowns thier brow |
