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