what else can I say more about thy fantasy
a few are to fight, some are to die
love, o' love in the world of intensity
where is a calm, where is a sigh
arrows and bows in the name of love
blood, tears and mourning as a part
trembling with fear as the small dove
bleeding, unstoppable is my heart
folded are all in a layer, in a sheet
I call upon to fight with the decline
thou know and will come with a treat
to make all fine as ever not fine
else take me, take to the end
thou live with serenity as a friend
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