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(lyrics by Carl-
Michael)
In the quest for shudders I was as the absencemelted in my hand
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
A spectral fascination
For irony to serveare the glorious those who triumphin a kingdom of eternity?..a castle of sandwhose roof has sheltered my
I sense "the absence of triumph and lustabruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"A whore gave birth to the flies..who flew away with my beauty
A virgin gave birth to my masks
I simulate the absence"
To enter a kingdom offlesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A fiery picture of poet in hel"
Forlorn I was as poets should be
I am as chosen as the weaver himself.
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