the crimson-stained sun
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has illuminated everything; now and the past
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is what i have imagined within this twilight
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more than my own hands can accomplish?
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please teach me how to live
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a little more vulnerably than i do now [1]
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won't you taint me just a little?
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that way, even if i get hurt
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and lose everything around me
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this song of truth will flow through my heart
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this dispute will probably go on
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about that which is most precious[2]
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i've become a rebel, i've overlooked things
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even the gentle smiles of strangers
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if eternity knows what manner of darkness
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and when pain will vanish,
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then that way, you shall taint me
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i looked always to yesterday, to the castles in the sky
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when will i be able to follow them?
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this song of truth shall be my guide
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if eternity knows what manner of darkness
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and when pain will vanish,
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this song of truth will flow through my heart
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now, please, taint me just a little
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please, just taint me, only a little
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this song of truth shall be my guide
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