Sitting down by the fire staring out through the flames heart`s a slave of desire inside of the well mother weeps father`s crying brothers planning the sale while they try to deny it Josef dreams in the well sitting down by the fire drawn like moth to a flame heart`s a burn of desire inside of the well beaten slave will be master day and night ring the bells till there`s no more but laughter echoing from the well
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