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A comoran devouring time
In great streams rains the joy of mine
My blood speaks to You in vein
Fare well until we meet again!
You knocked onto my face
alightened at my gate
My wife that was, my son that is
Keep faith onto Your chance
I'm glad at heart, make war breed peace
piercin thru myself to meet
Lend me Your hand that kills my heart
Let me fight You still, devil's cross you will
You stand pleased with all
I say: "Hear Your fall!"
Pardon me stars, I never fell it until now
O sinful thought, drown her broken soul!
Your life passed thru so hard
I pay it when You part
Won't have a serpent-bite
Not fighting forth tonight...
God, I will set You forth
Great glory in my horse
I creep in dream-maids ears
My weakened voice to hear
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