Chimerical Hope Songtext
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Chimerical Hope Songtext
Awaken not, Hermaphrodite
Do not wake yet, I beg you
Why will you not believe me?
Sleep... Sleep forever. Sleep forever
May your breast heave while pursuing the
Chimerical hope of happiness - That I allow you
But do not open your eyes. Do not open your eyes!
Do not open your eyes
I want to leave you thus, not to witness your awakening
Perhaps one day, with the aid of a voluminous tome
And in moving pages I shall recount your tale
Shocked by its content and the lessons it brings forth
So far, I′ve been unable to, for each time I try
Copious tears fall upon the paper and my fingers tremble
And my body trembles, and my spirit weeps - and not through old age
The secrets he bears within his
Evenhandedly joys and melancholic heart
Is treasured by the cosmic spirit like the Center of Adonai itself
Too perfect to exist among men, so fragile and full of love
I am indignant at being unable to hold my nerve
And swooning like a little girl
Whenever I consider your deep misery
I shall not fail to pray heaven daily for you
(Were it for myself, I would not pray at all)
I shall not fail to prey heaven daily for you
(And may peace be in your spirit)
I shall not fail to pray Heaven daily for you
(Farewell)
Do not wake yet, I beg you
Why will you not believe me?
Sleep... Sleep forever. Sleep forever
May your breast heave while pursuing the
Chimerical hope of happiness - That I allow you
But do not open your eyes. Do not open your eyes!
Do not open your eyes
I want to leave you thus, not to witness your awakening
Perhaps one day, with the aid of a voluminous tome
And in moving pages I shall recount your tale
Shocked by its content and the lessons it brings forth
So far, I′ve been unable to, for each time I try
Copious tears fall upon the paper and my fingers tremble
And my body trembles, and my spirit weeps - and not through old age
The secrets he bears within his
Evenhandedly joys and melancholic heart
Is treasured by the cosmic spirit like the Center of Adonai itself
Too perfect to exist among men, so fragile and full of love
I am indignant at being unable to hold my nerve
And swooning like a little girl
Whenever I consider your deep misery
I shall not fail to pray heaven daily for you
(Were it for myself, I would not pray at all)
I shall not fail to prey heaven daily for you
(And may peace be in your spirit)
I shall not fail to pray Heaven daily for you
(Farewell)
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