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The misfortune beyond heaven’s towers
Is hid in the heart of odium
The nimbus clouds cloak the blanket of shimmering diamonds
The arctic damp winds ever blowing

And the shadowy crimson orchard
Where silvery waters are flowing
Unravel the roots of hatred
For to travel the boundless stream
That slicks over golden pebbles strewn
Is to defy the moonlight gleam

Summer blossoms scent the air
Unworthy of this fools delight
The enchantress sends out a dove to seek
A dove that falls to the ground as a rose
Foreshadowed, he arches down to retrieve the gift
And is granted a kiss of death on the lips.