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O' ye captain of mine, In my quarters we dine, Tell tales of a journey once spent. Life on sea across more than me, To the ends of the Earth we sail.
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Once upon a midnight wake, A Siren sings, 'Sweet mercy sake' Soothes the hearts O' gentle man, In their yielding peaceful span.
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O' ye Countess draped in sorrow, Grasping fear of coming morrow. With eyes like those of torment slave, Sad innocence, yet herself she gave.
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I speak from a stolen breath, Echo of it lost, on sighs. With night going yonder, My cries filled stagnant air, As tears fall on tainted ground.
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Alone a man in sealed door, Seldom spoke the words of bore, Besought the world, the endless flutter, With words vivid his tongue would utter,
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Will there be tomorrow, Whether it be sorrow, With anger, famine and floods? But ye ol' broken clock, Sound of silence, not tick nor tock, Echo the cr..
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Dark is the day that lingers on and on, Whether it be, or whether it be not, In spite of all, that was but now is gone, We are but lost in the echoes ..
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A night, so beauty and calm like this, And dreams, dreamt of endless bliss, With beauty that reigns, from stars above,
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I walk in night illuminating fields, With roses brilliance of blood and pure soul, Surrounding me in initiation of a new born spring, Just moments aft..
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I'm on the front line with a friend of mine, The day's a brume, deluge of shards not rain. The sunshine's, darker than black, The sun itself, darker t..
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