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You shine, a slice of silver light
And I am tethered to my kite.
Bound by beams, your pearly rays,
A Queen, whose name I'll gladly praise.

So lead me through the dark,
Your fingers clawing at my heart.
Clutching me against your breast,
Inside your crook, I'll lay my head.

A rock, our mother of the sky,
Now all your children are on fire.
They burn, they play, the night is here,
The sky is full of glowing spheres.

So cut the coal, my gleaming knife
And mow the black away with white.
A lambent beacon, beckoning
The mad to howl and the wolves to sing.

Wolves to sing!

My siren, I'm sailing
Through misty seas and marshes.
I'll row the boat on sad lakes
With sad tides, under mountains.

My mirror, shine brightly,
In darkness you call me.
I'll follow your halo,
My lover, I'm weaker.

Light it is blooming,
A madness consuming.
Inside your head, inside your hands,
In love! I'm raptured!

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