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You That May Wither

You That May Wither

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Ved Buens Ende

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A distant cry.....
From whom I perished for?
No.....
You are born.....
.....the winterburden

I bled your tears once.
If only I could wither,
You, That May Wither

A distant cry...
From what I perished for?
No....
It was born...
The winterburden.
I bled its tears once...
Oh, if only it could wither,
wither in the absence of your thoughts.

So I cry.....

I cry not only for my spirit in its living shell.
But for the ones who used the lust for me.


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