This ain't a vindication nor conscience-freeing
For now does the heart tear as intellect derides
How could you go after the apples of Hesperides?
I'am the cause and I'am the effect
Forever trapped in the noose so perfect
This gut-wrenching loneliness
Ripping, killing and torturing as a nemesis
Come yonder, Gods' of love all!
Flood my heart with love immortal!
That shall purge the aching soul
And make it pure and whole
For the lifeless being roams
Yet without voice it moans
Lets enjoy the bliss eternal
Drinking the elixir from the vial
'ts amazing how the soul's tricked
Being an end in itself always tripped
Who can love thee more than thou
That thou art that, you must know
Till then shall the misery bind
And never shall the release you find.
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