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  me the drink of the fluid
 That disintegrates
 And lend me the sweet balm and 
 Of forgetfulness, empty  strong
 
 Hold me near, unravel the 
 As I  through the heavens
 Speed  the night
 For you are my blade  my rope
 Your are my
 Lethe
 
 In currents of 
 You  through my heart
 To  to puncture
 The memories  burn
 Let sweep through the 
 In sharp stabs  pain
 Your talonlike fingers to  me again
 Steal me, invade me  charge me again
 For I burn  I shudder
 Burn with  movement of. lethe
 So, cleansed through a 
 I appear; reforged and 
 Caressed by the  balm and blessing
 Of forgetfulness, empty and 
 Lethe,
 
 Hold me near, my  friend and guide
  I drown through your fingers
  through your love
 For you are the  I hat
 You are my
 Lethe
 Drag me down, in passionate 
 With the ocean above 
 And  in my eyes
 And grant me a  I can live
 Without...