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A sad song it was
Through renewal it brought
And a month seems sometimes shorter
Than a half nights longing
Hidden and hard
Are the reasons for war
Polar twist, invert and flea
I can't dissolve
This feeling of mine
But patience will
Unlock the doors
And the maps of reasons
Rewritten for me
When the wait is over
And the punishment's due
Each day I crawl
To the hall of the giants
And I beg for mercy
And I beg for mercy
In vain
One night is a mare
Two is worse
How can I manage three?
Each day I crawl
To the hall of the giants
Each day I crawl
To the hall of the giants
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