Have I harvested, what I've sowed?
Smelling the lilies and seeing the carcass
I will put them to sleep
Tonight, I will put them to sleep
Stars will shine
On the Archer
Slit the wrists
Bite the throat
Feel my fingers
clutching
See my eyes
burning
It's all a lie
I talk to them demons
I have been shown the way
Wandering and lost
They will come to stay
I might be lost forever
I might be gone
I might see the sun
Where hereafter will belong
Singing to the sun
Singing to my son
Weeping his song
Purge me with poison
And I shall be cleansed
That my desired end may be effected through Thy strength
The Conjuration of Fire,
I am who dignified
And when I comprehend the speech that was made unto me
I understood
that in me was the knowledge of all creatures, and no man is equal to me.
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