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I lust the farthest creature
In the glory of the night
I catch the simple tiger
In the closing of a fight
I plunge against the enemy
With a magical device
My life is a mystical sight
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Be not sure of the ones
You know for in the end
I will not follow
Be sure to you
Exactly true
Because your mind
Is your
Hidden future
And the ones
You watched so carefully
Are all gone
And living delightfully
You have nothing to complain
And you love a life
All in vain
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Strangle you, I hear you scream
Laugh at you
I see myself beam
Crying in the night air
Holy death
The sight of you
To much to bare
Clinging to the bird of wealth
Farwell my dear
I have no love
but only hate
And all from above
Good-bye my hate
Hello to death
Farewell to love
Hello to faith
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