And what a wondrous thing,
You have found within,
And what a wondrous thing,
The pretty fools who sing
To a different tune,
The night would take them soon,
You only have to prey,
Forever and a day
And you must pity me,
I'm sure you'll prey for me,
And you want to cradle me,
And you have my sympathy
And what a wretched thing,
You have found within,
You ever wondered why,
You're leaving us to die
Keep signing to your tune,
The night will take you soon,
A tiny sacrifice,
For your private paradise
And you must pity me,
And I'm sure you'll prey for me,
And you want to cradle me,
And you have my sympathy

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