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R.Williams |
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Across the abyss |
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This weary traveler struggles on |
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Casting his eyes upon the ground, he cries out"Is there no end to this immortal pain that haunts me?" |
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Thou hast become the path and the way |
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That leadeth to destruction |
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Be thou accursed |
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Be thou abolished |
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Be thou annihilated |
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Testify that all is vanity |
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In heaven as on earth |
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Dressed in universal torment |
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Crying openly |
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As I engage myself in prayer."Bring me through midnight to the sun!" |
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As I enflame myself with prayer"Bring me through midnight to the sun!" |
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Everythings in motion, everything lies still |
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Through the veil of sorrow |
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And the pall of death |
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Everything's in motion, everything lies still |
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Through the veil of sorrow |
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And the pall of death |
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Like that of a drowning man |
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His life flashes before him |
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Turning his eyes away in shame, he cries out"Is there no pity for a blind man such as me?" |
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Thou has become the path and the way |
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That leadeth to destruction |
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Be thou accursed |
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Be thou abolished |
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Be thou annihilated |
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Eyes, feet, hips start moving |
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Where the laurels grow |
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Another sacrifice |
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Stains the tomb of human despair |
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As I enflame myself with prayer"Bring me through midnight to the sun!" |
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Everything's in motion, everything lies still |
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On the path of sorrows |
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On the road to death |
