Up in the heavens
Where the evens and unevens
Look into each other’s face
They sorrow and they ravens
For they miss thy mortal embrace
And down in thy bleeding hell
I’m burnt in my deeding cell
The look it dies from thy eyes
So deadly a thrill spell
So redly a seer dies
Where the evens and unevens
Look into each other’s face
They sorrow and they ravens
For they miss thy mortal embrace
And down in thy bleeding hell
I’m burnt in my deeding cell
The look it dies from thy eyes
So deadly a thrill spell
So redly a seer dies
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