For the Lost Soul.

For the lost soul, my love
Plead insanity, I bow-
Down to thine might
Took me away once in a flight
Above and o'er the setting sun
I fall into the dark abyss, I run;
Away from you, into the hands of a few
Who lifts me up like a drop of dew
Eternal sunshine awaits you, my love
Forever and away from me, my dove.
See me now for I will be gone
Like a receding tide waiting to be born
Again with temptable might in bones
You shall emerge in different tones.


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