There, on a rock majestical, A lady with face beautiful, Smiling, happy and damned and fair, Dances and tosses her raven hair. Eyes of silver look and long, As a boy emerges from the throng. He is your joy, your sorrow, your heart, But blood of your blood will tear you apart.
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