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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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