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I’ll be back some day to your eyes
And I’ll take it from the start again With an empty metallic sound I’ll be back With an humid sun I’ll be searching through the papers of time Your green body your grape-colored hair And I’ll crown you with my mouth With my unending hands I’ll be back for you For your shining blood waved with stars Looking at the passing afternoon as an antique shadow Something’s going to break down up there And we'll be others And I'll be back starving, more alive, more pure I’ll be back flying tearing away my feathers I’ll do everything for you, all in silence Until the song of roosters Which will extend the night When they’ll see you necked
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