Great Christ
Great Christ
When you come to your kingdom
Without pain and grimace
For the cost of so much dross
That we pandering to pride become
And I
Skin blackened in the furnace
Sigh for a stronger dye
Than fire
Like the night that mirrors thy soul
Since a black being
Must have a black desire
Remember me
Longing so to love
And glisten love like gold
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