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House of Mendivil / The Reign of the Tide
The reign of the tide, it can’t be stopped;
It rises and falls,
as the last breathes
Of sickly woman and dying man,
Clinging to the ebb and flow under the last suns light,
```~~~...~~~```
This wine has notes of Autumn hinted in it
Though it a bordello of bad blood,
It is the last of my vestiges,
The reign of my tides end draws near,
The chest rises and falls,
As does the oceans tide
Yet it still is my favorite part of today,
For it brings end to a cup of the last spilled wines
```~~~… …~~~```
The sound of the wolf echo’s through the night,
The raven returns with another soul from the dead
And here I lay
With memories of the world still in mind
Slowly returning and slipping away through decay
I did what I could, within reason,
The house of Mendivil has hidden its shame,
And with the passing, the burying of my sinful Basqué secret,
But sounds of your name still reach the ear,
Even from here
Maria, as a shrilled whisper on the air
Even from here,
MARIA… Maria… maria;
`~.Eram quod es, eris quod sum.~` –
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It rises and falls,
as the last breathes
Of sickly woman and dying man,
Clinging to the ebb and flow under the last suns light,
```~~~...~~~```
This wine has notes of Autumn hinted in it
Though it a bordello of bad blood,
It is the last of my vestiges,
The reign of my tides end draws near,
The chest rises and falls,
As does the oceans tide
Yet it still is my favorite part of today,
For it brings end to a cup of the last spilled wines
```~~~… …~~~```
The sound of the wolf echo’s through the night,
The raven returns with another soul from the dead
And here I lay
With memories of the world still in mind
Slowly returning and slipping away through decay
I did what I could, within reason,
The house of Mendivil has hidden its shame,
And with the passing, the burying of my sinful Basqué secret,
But sounds of your name still reach the ear,
Even from here
Maria, as a shrilled whisper on the air
Even from here,
MARIA… Maria… maria;
`~.Eram quod es, eris quod sum.~` –
[b][i]
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