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Текст (слова) песни: King Crimson - The Letters
With quill and silver knife
She carved a poison pen
Wrote to her lovers wife:
"your husbands seed has fed my flesh".
As if a lepers face
That tainted letter graced
The wife with choke-stone throat
Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes.
Impaled on nails of ice
And raked with emerald fire
The wife with soul of snow
With steady hands begins to write:
"im still, I need no life
To serve on boys and men
Whats mine was yours is dead
I take my leave of mortal flesh"
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