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Lake of Suicide - text


There is a voice upon he breeze
Upon the water, and in the trees
Come to me, the nymph she sings
This is how the end begins

From near and far to this
place they come
As they are called one by one
To be lost and to be found
To be at rest, and to be drowned

In the release of the lake

Come the lonely, come to the unloved
It is below as it is above
Into the stars of the liquid sky
Into the depths come and fly

Into the release of the lake
In the sweet release of the lake

Come ye unknow to love´s caress
With wanton soul and virgin flesh
Be in rapture and be possessed
Eternal peace, eternal rest

Text přidal mikibull27

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