Yet before myself is dripping,
From the corners of … your throne.

A tune of perfect shape as such does pass.
Betray to your eyes are these …
And soon to be forgotten … forgotten.

So daughter, daughter try to hear me.
Daughter, daughter try to hear me …
Whispering, begging, craving.
Whispering, begging, craving … craving.
Again shall be … the magic.
Again shall be … the magic … magic.

'cause such were my joys …
Where have you been?
As time torn the life's away with just one breeze
We walked on a pall of clouds … such is a joy
And soon to be forgotten,
And soon to be forgotten …

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