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Lovelorn Rhapsody

I hear your voice

It sings so softly

Curious to join in

A harmony to breathe forevermore



Joyous the one to hear a voice



In fields where grass grows tall

Golden carpets swell and whisper

Autumn trees will weep



Immune to pity, I've grown used to grief

The eternal tear reciprocates



In fields where grass grows tall

Golden carpets swell and whisper

Autumn trees will weep



Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh

In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squandor



Love has left me, fleed from me

Fragrant lust waits beside and dies

Like flowers that wilt without refreshment

In midday sun I sit and bide time

Adorning me, a lovelorn rhapsody

Anathema

Lovelorn Rhapsody / Anathema

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