It seemed time come unto me,
When blossoms grow at mount Sinai.
Wave light it hurt death bed She lie
Farewell past Legolas
Poison curse of the past.
Betrayed suffer in hunger prest,
Gracias! Legolas of love and time.
Only two things prayed sublime;
Farewell past Legolas
Poison curse of the past.
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