[Premiere Lecon]
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I looked into the eyes of the Basilisk.
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Beside the shores
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Of silver streaming sadness to be,
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She came to me disguised as Melpomene.
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Like asphodels winding through the chasms of Heaven,
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We were passing along the waves of the ocean
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And slowly reaching the gates of the Sun.
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The beams of the night preceding me...
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The streams of light preluding you...
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The walls were weeping blood
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But feverish was our waiting, Love.
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You once cherished our embrace
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That day the horizon was weeping nights.
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The instants of time were running low
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And every shape set like bronze
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Reminded me of your name.
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The shore landscaping your face...
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The sea piercing through your eyes...
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A sea died from the salt of our tears.
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As the scale of a pearl preventing her from being an eye for the Sun,
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I am but death and stain within you.
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As the foaming quiver of life softly soiling the surface of ennui,
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You are the dream in me.
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Surround me with colours I am longing to see
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And shadow that light upon me.
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Sear me in a sea of snakes.
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Melpomene
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Elend |