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Feis Mor Tir Na Nog Lyrics
(Quoth the Sky, Nevermore Act II)
I stood before my reflection With a
beloved adherent Waiting beneath the cross for a purpose To drink my
tepid blood from the chalice Impart thou in the text of Scourge And cleft
through the veil of the virgin Purity is to live To the highest; and the
highest is unjust
Fantasizing to the third of my gentile sight In the
gate of the mind appears And arise with turbulence called I
The
artfullness of the blind Shabbathai For thee have I worshipped the
Stars I cried, while you perpetually died ...On top of Black Montanus of
thy Septentrio Animus of an aged Tetragrammaton With stains, a lucid
cicatrix of disgrace With joyful, elated Endeavour O lilywhite
goat Frail as a thicket of thorns With a collar of gold for thy
throat A crimson bow for thy horns O lilywhite goat You made ma
Paganal dreams erroneous
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