It felt like wind and rain
Water storming in a flood of power
What would I do I ask of you
Repulsive beauty like a chain in the sea of eternity
Aching to recall a whisper heavy in your breast
And like a void in the sky after the moon moaning falls
Behind your dreams are bitter lives
Always full with love and worship
Raw lust and gorgeously languid vision
Sorrid soars the luscious symphony of life and death
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