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love- in gods name
Sweet smell of roses
And bright wight horese
Come and see
He said to me
Lisson to the choir
And The grate fire
Burning sin
As it grows thin
Dreams of the end
And life as it is to bend
Don't be affred
He told me as I laid
Soon my son will we together
And life will be as a light fether
He told me one last thing
Love as a light being
Love to love
Just like a wite dove
Life will only be hareder
And remember you are a marder
So for now sleep and bring them to me
My lost child's
So
We can
Live for ever- more
And bright wight horese
Come and see
He said to me
Lisson to the choir
And The grate fire
Burning sin
As it grows thin
Dreams of the end
And life as it is to bend
Don't be affred
He told me as I laid
Soon my son will we together
And life will be as a light fether
He told me one last thing
Love as a light being
Love to love
Just like a wite dove
Life will only be hareder
And remember you are a marder
So for now sleep and bring them to me
My lost child's
So
We can
Live for ever- more
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