Here lies my dead soul,
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Here lies my dead soul,

Here lies my dead soul,

Here lies my dead soul, Underneath lilies and daffodils,

Here lies my dead soul, Underneath lilies and daffodils, Sleeping like the unconcious beauty,

Here lies my dead soul, Underneath lilies and daffodils, Sleeping like the unconcious beauty, Resting with all her wishes and wills,

No people visit her grave at day,

No people visit her grave at day, For she is cursed to spread a sense of might,

No people visit her grave at day, For she is cursed to spread a sense of might, But, the shadows bring her tuberoses,

No people visit her grave at day, For she is cursed to spread a sense of might, But, the shadows bring her tuberoses, In the still hours of night,

Soon now the grave will decay,

Soon now the grave will decay, And it will dissappear mole by mole,

Soon now the grave will decay, And it will dissappear mole by mole, So, before it completely vanishes away,

Soon now the grave will decay, And it will dissappear mole by mole, So, before it completely vanishes away, Here lies my dead soul.

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