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I have seen the blood of my lady |
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On green mossy rocks beside the sea |
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In small pools the blood and sand are made one |
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And she comes home to me... |
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I have seen the blood of my lady |
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In small droplets within the forest deep |
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In tracks of hooves the earth and blood are made one |
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And she comes home to me |
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She is everywhere and nowhere |
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I have seen the blood of my lady |
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Falling in a fine mist in the heat of the day |
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It covers the leaves of the mourning tree |
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And she comes home to me |
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She is everywhere and nowhere |
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I have seen the blood of my lady |
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Timeless and frozen beneath the ice of the lake |
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In spring the water and blood shall be made one |
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And she comes home to me |
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She is everywhere and nowhere |
