Away, away, for I will fly to thee
When my
Her house is empty and her heart is old
And
If I stand with my heart next to yours
I still
Deine verschlungenen Hohlen fuhren zu dem Meer
dem Meer der Verzweiflung
Again you come he hovering forms
I find as early to
Und sie gehen ueber leichen
Haende da bei darreichen
Es ist weider
It is the pat hfo sin that compels our fate
And
Like broken dreams of rich men
Who really don't have much
A
Whirl, horror, most infamous thrill
Master, skeleton, take my hand
Lest the
Lay down and drive
Lay down and die
Drive this bed into
Instill the circle
That fills my eyes
And now a vission speaks
"Let
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