I've had no spring, no asks, and no end

This body, above the light radiant

When novel passions send solicitors

Swept out the dark lust sweet passing

And there is no end to deal without curse

And blessed with sorrow the true source is

We're alive inside the universe

Where love and knowledge flow out innocent

The key of joy is:



(whispered) Disobedience



[Heavy Part]

[Your guess is as good as mine]



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?? and the acts of sin

Why!?



[same as above]