And the little bastard was sad
He didn't know how to read
And the Dark One who blurred the trail
In the fire of his desires
I don't really know anymore s right his name
I think his name was
Godevin, the ugly demon,
Coming from the marshes
One by one his thoughts fly away
br/>Washed away by the rain
And the little idiot is being funny
In need of litanies
Shame on him who only hears one ear
Because the little idiot is bigger
Than the eternal Sun.

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