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Hélo
ïse Such a cold, unyielding fear Why does the wind call out my name Swirling storms that move in circles Setting skies aflame Choral Fulbert, Fulbert He's making a fool of you A laughing stock of you Fulbert, Fulbert
Abelard Such a cold, unyielding fear Why does the wind call out my name Demon shadows of redeem Saying I'm to blame Fulbert I must stop him I must show him how I feel I must stop him I must teach him what is real In this light, so dark and grim And demons and shadows Dancing like a veil
Abelard Such a cold, unyielding fear The wind is pleading that I go On the morrow I'll reveal Oh my love, I miss you so Choral Fulbert, Fulbert He's making a fool of you A laughing stock of you Fulbert, Fulbert
Archbishop If your eye is an occasion of sin to you Pluck it out If your tongue is an occasion of sin to you Tear it out If your hand is an occasion of sin to you Cut it off Fulbert He must be stopped He must be ...
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