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Morning Star
Morning star,
Out of the winter sun
You appeared in black
With chords of comfort,
And all the songs
I had ever known.
I traded my soul
For a lyre
For you to play.
When the darkness came,
I listened, until
A nightmare
Set me free.
Out of the winter sun
You appeared in black
With chords of comfort,
And all the songs
I had ever known.
I traded my soul
For a lyre
For you to play.
When the darkness came,
I listened, until
A nightmare
Set me free.
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