I am a vengeful god.
And from me a sea of blood
and a decline, a decline
Silent shift in vital fire
But oh, doesn't it seem to shine.
Oh, doesn't it seem to rise and fall and
Rise and fall again
I will fall and I will fade
All mysticism and pulsing veins
And before my eyes, a veil of grey
To the flickering floor, myrtle and bay
But oh, doesn't it seem to shine
Oh, doesn't it seem to rise and fall and
Rise and fall again

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