I tarry not, I run no more
My spirit knocking at darkness’s door
I see it now, the silver lands,
O how beautiful mine eyes have lad sight upon
My closing breath, a happy one
I have seen the world, now i can finally rest.
I tarry not, I run no more
My spirit knocking at darkness’s door
I see it now, the silver lands,
O how beautiful mine eyes have lad sight upon
My closing breath, a happy one
I have seen the world, now i can finally rest.
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