On a mossy stony wall
At the peaceful time of fall
A lovely butterfly there did sit
With many men trying to capture it
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you who are both villain and fiend
Who eats at the soul of me
you push me to the darkness not wanting to be seen
I plead that i will never again see thee
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leave me Satan's shadow
hounds that rip apart my skin
I can not stand to see
my light fade so dim
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Why must the warriors of old be fearless
For it takes more courage to walk to the battle scared
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on a branch i once did see
like the mud that lay below
a little brown bird before me
It sat lonely in a state of sorrow
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Of all the wicked angels that I do love
You superciliously rise above
you do not shine more then the afternoon sun
or a moon lit by the darkness of night
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When I journey into the blackness of night
I will not fear the unknown that lies beyond
For it does not matter what is the sight
That will meet my unshaken bonds
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