Walking through my mind
Feeling time pass over
Listening to the pain
I
Oh do not die, for I shall hate
All women so
In my own world
In my own world
Devoid of all feeling
In
This is the tale
of the child left behind
Of a cheating
Et regardez les fleurs
Elles savent ce qu'elles veulent
Fleurir et mourir
Et
I have heard the words
"Never in all my years"
But what
Anybody see a knight pass this way?
I saw him playing
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