In darkness let me dwell
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The ground shall sorrow be
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The roof despair, to bar all cheerful light from me
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The walls of marble black
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That moist´ned still shall weep
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My music, my music
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Hellish jarring sounds, to banish friendly sleep
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Thus, wedded to my woes
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And bedded to my tomb
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O let me living die, o let me living die
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Till death doth come, till death doth come
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Till death doth come
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In darkness let me dwell
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In Darkness Let Me Dwell
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