Confess yourself to heaven Repent what's past avoid what is to come
Confess yourself to heaven Repent what's past avoid what is to come
You'll not confess, you'll not confess.
I confess, I confess treason.
Your daughter, whom she bore in hand to love
With such integrity, she did confess
Was as a scorpion to her sight; whose life,
But that her flight prevented it, she had
Ta'en off by poison.
'Confess' and 'love'
Had been the very sum of my confession.
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