I am but as the spark that gleams for a moment,His burning candle consumed me - the mothHis wine overwhelmed my goblet,The master of Rum transmuted my earth to goldAnd set my ashes aflame
I am but as the spark that gleams for a moment,His burning candle consumed me - the mothHis wine overwhelmed my goblet,The master of Rum transmuted my earth to goldAnd set my ashes aflame
What avails love when life is so ephemeralWhat avaiIs a mortals love for the immortalLove that is snuffed out by deaths passing blastLove without the pain, the passion that consumesA flickering spark I am, aglow for a fleeting glanceFlow vain for a flickering spark to chase an eternal flameGrant me the bliss of eternal life, O Lord,And mine will be the ecstasy of eternal love.Give me the pleasure of an everlasting painAn agony that lacerates my soul for ever.
Arise, and soar with the suns new-born rays,To breathe new life into dying nights and days.
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