Come Down
Come down to me I'm really begging
I know, my power's not enough
And Faust's Guest as Fiend was faking
his own suggesting life and love.
I do not like, there's no believing
I am so shy for own harm
I guess, Im looking with misgiving
The sky of Dark Lord's risen charm.
The Heaven's darkened in its leanness
Rain doesn't fear to let its drops
And trees are stooping under meanness
The wind is evil taking hopes.
Don't make me hurt like Guest of Faust
As you can see I'm not a fiend
Come down to me, don't make me oust
And look at me through rain and wind.
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