Vulnere Virtus
الإنجليزية

كلمات Vulnere Virtus

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اللغة الأصليةالإنجليزية
المشاهدات310
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حجم النص 18

الكلمات الأصلية

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Seek in me the seeker Sing for me songs of glory A life I've spent amongst the dreaming My cistern filled To threpe the masses My pallid life Sordid effusion Caught in her gaze Turned to torrid need Your world has clenched close my heart With my dying breath I take what's mine All is mine I've reclaimed my being In the moments before dawn Severed from my bondage I grow To transcend the void My sweet solipse No longer endures Even exile is pulled beneath your waves Hands that still me Arrant, predetermined Sweet musing eyes Incredible beauty Through my love My sanctum crushed By desire Beneath the tides My soul weeps Endless torment To own my soul My endless grief From lips I adore Feathered snow On a longing wind Melts as it falls Sing for me

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