| 作曲 : Absu ... | |
| (Quoth the Sky, Nevermore Act II) | |
| I stood before my reflection | |
| With a beloved adherent | |
| Waiting beneath the cross for a purpose | |
| To drink my tepid blood from the chalice | |
| Impart thou in the text of Scourge | |
| And cleft through the veil of the virgin | |
| Purity is to live | |
| To the highest; and the highest is unjust | |
| Fantasizing to the third of my gentile sight | |
| In the gate of the mind appears | |
| And arise with turbulence called I | |
| The artfullness of the blind Shabbathai | |
| For thee have I worshipped the Stars | |
| I cried, while you perpetually died | |
| ...On top of Black Montanus of thy Septentrio | |
| Animus of an aged Tetragrammaton | |
| With stains, a lucid cicatrix of disgrace | |
| With joyful, elated Endeavour | |
| O lilywhite goat | |
| Frail as a thicket of thorns | |
| With a collar of gold for thy throat | |
| A crimson bow for thy horns | |
| O lilywhite goat | |
| You made ma Paganal dreams erroneous |
| zuo qu : Absu ... | |
| Quoth the Sky, Nevermore Act II | |
| I stood before my reflection | |
| With a beloved adherent | |
| Waiting beneath the cross for a purpose | |
| To drink my tepid blood from the chalice | |
| Impart thou in the text of Scourge | |
| And cleft through the veil of the virgin | |
| Purity is to live | |
| To the highest and the highest is unjust | |
| Fantasizing to the third of my gentile sight | |
| In the gate of the mind appears | |
| And arise with turbulence called I | |
| The artfullness of the blind Shabbathai | |
| For thee have I worshipped the Stars | |
| I cried, while you perpetually died | |
| ... On top of Black Montanus of thy Septentrio | |
| Animus of an aged Tetragrammaton | |
| With stains, a lucid cicatrix of disgrace | |
| With joyful, elated Endeavour | |
| O lilywhite goat | |
| Frail as a thicket of thorns | |
| With a collar of gold for thy throat | |
| A crimson bow for thy horns | |
| O lilywhite goat | |
| You made ma Paganal dreams erroneous |
| zuò qǔ : Absu ... | |
| Quoth the Sky, Nevermore Act II | |
| I stood before my reflection | |
| With a beloved adherent | |
| Waiting beneath the cross for a purpose | |
| To drink my tepid blood from the chalice | |
| Impart thou in the text of Scourge | |
| And cleft through the veil of the virgin | |
| Purity is to live | |
| To the highest and the highest is unjust | |
| Fantasizing to the third of my gentile sight | |
| In the gate of the mind appears | |
| And arise with turbulence called I | |
| The artfullness of the blind Shabbathai | |
| For thee have I worshipped the Stars | |
| I cried, while you perpetually died | |
| ... On top of Black Montanus of thy Septentrio | |
| Animus of an aged Tetragrammaton | |
| With stains, a lucid cicatrix of disgrace | |
| With joyful, elated Endeavour | |
| O lilywhite goat | |
| Frail as a thicket of thorns | |
| With a collar of gold for thy throat | |
| A crimson bow for thy horns | |
| O lilywhite goat | |
| You made ma Paganal dreams erroneous |
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