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Arsis All hail! The phrase of tainted prose Well of thought of you, must surely be denied The etchings that cover the rose For impure are the arts Tonight, our lies shall be known, my faithless one That are painted in your eyes Tonight, our lies shall be known And I'll await my heart's return For a presence ever lost Resting forever in the shadow of a tomb For a presence ever lost In the presence of forever Well thought of you All hail! All hail! The phrase of the tainted prose And I await, I will Denial, because of you Tonight, our lies shall be known Tonight, our lies shall be known, my faithless one And I'll await my heart's return All hail! The phrase of tainted prose Well of thought of you, must surely be denied For impure are the arts The etchings that cover the rose That are painted in your eyes Tonight, our lies shall be known And I'll await my heart's return *Uncertain |
