Washed into a sentimental gloom Loneliness about the Battle-clad Byzantium commands And these dark cards look nothing like my hand
Lightning strikes a second time Songbird knows just when to die Emperor cries immortal from the grime Sun is in the hole in the sky
Interest builds up with perfumed pride There`s an enemy cruising on the plain tonight years it`s lost and then it`s Don`t know how I`m so far off from my bed Memories of serpents in the drain Melting like ice in the rain As my self grows closer to the grave
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