[Words: Tor Magne, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel]
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Remove the tears
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And the thrill they give
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And melancholy (melancholy)
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Will become a burden
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Rather than a strength
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Devastates me
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Divides me
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Among gods
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I crawl
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In a condition
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Forced upon me
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Freedom a straining thought
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Uncomplete
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Fling salt in my eyes
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So that the inner well
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May drain away
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And my visit stand visible
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Before me
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Restless
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I realize what I have summoned
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Hear the death-conscious moan
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The world Monotone is now the nervous one
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The world Monotone is now the nervous one
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The World Monotone
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| Lengsel |
