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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Songs From The Labyrinth

Année de sortie : 2006  |  Label : Universal Flow my tears, fall from your springs,
Exiled for ever let me mourn :
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sing,
There let me live forlorn.

Down, vain lights, shine you no more,
No nights are dark enough for those
That in despair their last fortunes deplore,
Light doth but shame disclose.

Never may my woes be relieved,
Since pity is fled,
And tears, and sighs, and groans my weary days, my weary days
Of all joys are deprived.

From the highest spire of contentment,
My fortune is thrown,
an fear, and grief, and pain for my deserts, for my deserts
are my hopes since hope is gone.

Hark you shadows that in darkness dwell,
Learn to contemn light,
Happy, happy they that in hell
Feel not the world's despite.

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